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AYLMER’S FIELD.
For she—so lowly-lovely and so loving,Queenly responsive when the loyal handRose from the clay it work'd in as she past,Not sowing hedgerow texts and passing by,Nor dealing goodly counsel from a heightThat makes the lowest hate it, but a voiceOf comfort and an open hand of help,A splendid presence flattering the poor roofsRevered as theirs, but kindlier than themselvesTo ailing wife or wailing infancyOr old bedridden palsy,—was adored;He, loved for her and for himself. A graspHaving the warmth and muscle of the heart,A childly way with children, and a laughRinging like proved golden coinage true,Were no false passport to that easy realm,Where once with Leolin at her side the girl,Nursing a child, and turning to the warmthThe tender pink five-beaded baby-soles,Heard the good mother softly whisper 'Bless,