"But the vicar of St. Botolph's had certainly escaped the slightest tincture of the Pharisee, and by dint of admitting to himself that he was too much ...

Fate has carried me'Mid the thick arrows: I will keep my stand--Not shrink and let the shaft pass by my breastTo pierce another.
Fate has carried me'Mid the thick arrows: I will keep my stand--Not shrink and let the shaft pass by...
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