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`` Hush ! '' again said Constantia : adding , `` Do you not hear ? '' `` Hear ? I hear nothing but the tolling of the midnight bell -- 'T is twelve o'clock . '' `` It is , '' said Constantia , in a voice trembling with intense suffering ; `` it is twelve o'clock -- My wedding-day is indeed come ! '' When all the riches of the globe beside Flow 'd in to thee with every tide ; When all that nature did thy soil deny , The growth was of thy fruitful industry ; When all the proud and dreadful sea , And all his tributary streams , A constant tribute paid to thee , Extended Thames . COWLEY .