“And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. When Claude Du Val was in Newgate thrown, He carved his name on the dungeon stone; Quoth a dubsman, who gazed on the shattered wall, "You have carved your epitaph, Claude Du Val, With your chisel so fine, tra la!" "This S wants a little deepening," mused the apprentice, retouching the letter in question; "ay, that's better. "There it is!" cried Sir James, eagerly. “This is all madness,” she declared wearily. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob.
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