"Looking' his last' upon the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing 'she' could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing per...
The darling mispronunciations of childhood! - dear me, there's no music that can touch it; and how one grieves when it wastes away and dissolves into correctness, knowing it will never visit his bereaved ear again.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
The darling mispronunciations of childhood! - dear me, there's no music that can touch it; and how o...
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