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In Britain's Isle, no matter where, / An ancient pile of building stands; / The Huntingdons and Hattons there / Employed the power of Fairy hands / To raise the ceiling's fretted height, / Each panel in achievements clothing, / Rich windows that exclude the light, / And passages, that lead to nothing.
Full oft within the spacious walls, / When he had fifty winters o'er him, / My grave Lord-keeper led the brawls; / The seal, and maces, danced before him.