LXXXV.

There was the Duke of Dash,[688] who was a--duke, "Aye, every inch a" duke; there were twelve peers Like Charlemagne's--and all such peers in _look_ And _intellect_, that neither eyes nor ears For commoners had ever them mistook. There were the six Miss Rawbolds--pretty dears! All song and sentiment; whose hearts were set Less on a convent than a coronet.