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THE PRINCESS;
A little street half garden and half house;But could not hear each other speak for noiseOf clocks and chimes, like silver hammers fallingOn silver anvils, and the splash and stirOf fountains spouted up and showering downIn meshes of the jasmine and the rose:And all about us peal'd the nightingale,Rapt in her song, and careless of the snare.
There stood a bust of Pallas for a sign,By two sphere lamps blazon'd like Heaven and EarthWith constellation and with continent,Above an archway: riding in, we call'd;A plump-arm'd Ostleress and a stable wenchCame running at the call, and help'd us down,Then stept a buxom hostess forth, and sail'dFull-blown before us into rooms which gaveUpon a pillar'd porch, the bases lostIn laurel: her we ask'd of that and this,And who were tutors, 'Lady Blanche' she said,