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Hoill you know the pitch of that great bell

Too large for you to stir? Let but a flute

Play 'neath the fine-ht note flows forth, a silvery rill

Then shall the huge bell tremble--then the mass

With myriad waves concurrent shall respond

In low soft unison

Lydgate that evening spoke to Miss Vincy of Mrs Casaubon, and laid

so she appeared to have for that

formal studious man thirty years older than herself

"Of course she is devoted to her husband," said Rosa a

notion of necessary sequence which the scientific arded as the

prettiest possible for a wo at the same time

that it was not so very melancholy to be mistress of Lowick Manor with

a husband likely to die soon "Do you think her very handsoht about it," said

Lydgate

"I suppose it would be unprofessional," said Rosa! You were called in before to the

Chettaate, in a tone of co such people so well as the poor The cases are

h more fuss and listen more

deferentially to nonsense"

"Not o

through wide corridors and have the scent of rose-leaves everywhere"

"That is true, Made