Speak well of the law. Take care of your chest and voice, my good friend, and leave the law to take care of itself. I give you that advice
Speak well of the law. Take care of your chest and voice, my good friend, and leave the law to take care of itself. I give you that advice
There's a young man hid with me, in comparison with which young man I am a Angel. That young man hears the words I speak. That young man has a secret way pecooliar to himself, of getting at a boy, and at his heart, and at his liver.
If I may so express it, I was steeped in Dora. I was not merely over head and ears in love with her, but I was saturated through and through. Enough love might have been wrung out of me, metaphorically speaking, to drown anybody in and yet there would have remained enough within me, and all over me, to pervade my entire existence.
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