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Our Quaint Metaphysical Opinions, In An Hour Of Anguish, Are Like Playthings By The Bedside Of A Child Deathly Sick.

People Of Humor Are Always In Some Degree People Of Genius.

In Many Ways Doth The Full Heart Reveal The Presence Of The Love It Would Conceal.

This Is The Course Of Every Evil Deed, That, Propagating Still It Brings Forth Evil.

The Bride Hath Paced Into The Hall, Red As A Rose Is She.