They both sat down upon the bed just for the side of one half hour. Not a word did either speak, but down their cheeks the tears did shower. She rests her head upon his breast, and round his neck her arms entwined. Not duke nor lord, nor earl I’ll wed. I’ll wait for thee my own Matt Hyland.  

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