favourite an

ed since his

's image i

love of a

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life, that h

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t is a fea

human sou

pe, in any

rushing for

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and so cal

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mockery o

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word of

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talk of b

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t loss, of

sighs he wo

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drawn, grew

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or I was wi

s hopeless,

be thus

d thought I

in with one st

to him:-I f

red in this

ived, I

d breath of

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and the ete

me to my f

in this f

earth, and

th had ceased

hand which l

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rength to st

hat I was

feeling, w

love shall

ow n

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