  To Wiltshire men I dedicate This book, regardless of estate, And only honour those who prove By deeds, not words, their counties love. The paltry honours men may give, That last the feeble years we live, Shall never influence thoughts sublime, Or mar a work that deals with time. Accept ye, then, my humble book, Remembering all the hours it took To build this work for it to reach Beyond the force of human speech. T. G. W. H.
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