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“e co mortal life?” “Yes.” “Do I kno be lao kno “dramatizations of our moods”? “S understand,” said my friend, “but says t of tions, as to ure, and only seemed to puzzle last so lose patience, for se t ting sands under our feet—“Be careful, and do not seek to knooo muc us.” Seeing t I sold, and let again into tle again to shiver.
I tell tely as I can, and o blur tory. t t, and tter te of Ivory, turning upon its rece of rologer raised in indsor Forest, “Regina, Regina Pigmeorum, Veni,” and remember God visitetall, glimmering queen, come near, and let me see again thy dim hair.