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A DESERTED HALL.

The jasmine bloomed unsought-for
Against the garden wall:
The morning-glory tangled
The poppies, great and small.
The moss crept unmolested
Across the basin's brink:
The marble dolphin thirsted,
With none to give him drink.
The birds among the branches
Were singing far and near,
Through groves and winding woodwalks,
With nobody to hear.
Along the southern terrace
The grass grew bold and rank:
No step was on the threshold,
The windows all were blank.

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The dial above the doorway
(His face was hoary gray),
As in a dream did measure
The sultry summer day.
And ever, “Tempus fugit:
Hoc age,” said the stone.
But who should mind the warning?
The preacher preached alone.