He indeed cloys with sweetness he obscures with splendour he fatigues with gaiety. We are stifled on beds of roses.
He indeed cloys with sweetness he obscures with splendour he fatigues with gaiety. We are stifled on beds of roses.
What other book besides the Bible could be heard in public assemblies from year to year, with an attention that never tires, and an interest that never cloys.
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