This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.
This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.
Yea, marry, now it is somewhat, for now it is rhyme before, it was neither rhyme nor reason.
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