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Outside, across the putrid moat and under the dark mute trees, I would often lie and dream for hours about what I read in the books; and would longing...more

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The cloudless day is richer at its close;A golden glory settles on the lea;Soft, stealing shadows hint of cool reposeTo mellowing landscape, and to ca...more

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I shall never be very merry or very sad, for I am more prone to analyse than to feel.

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In search of Truth the hopeful zealot goes,But all the sadder tums, the more he knows!