Ever receive with kindly hearts
And exclamations and good cheer.
"How Tania grows! Doth it appear"
"Long since I held thee at the font—
Since in these arms I thee did bear—
And since I pulled thee by the ear—
And I to give thee cakes was wont?"—
Then the old dames in chorus sing,
"Oh! how our years are vanishing!"
XLII
But nothing changed in them is seen,
All in the good old style appears,