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A stately lady was looking out of the window of an apartment in the Royal Chateau of Amboise, in the month of June, 1470. She was still handsome, though many years of anxiety, misfortune, and trouble, had left their traces on her face. In the room behind her, a knight was talking to a lady sitting at a tambour frame; a lad of sev...
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Some months since, when you presented to the writer of these pages a small account for coats and pantaloons manufactured by you, and when you were met by a statement from your creditor, that an immediate settlement of your bill would be extremely inconvenient to him; your reply was, "Mon Dieu, Sir, let not that annoy you; if you want m...
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It was the Joy of the Sunset that brought us to speech. I was gone a long way from my house walking lonely-wise and stopping often that I view the piling upward of the Battlements of Evening and to feel the dear and strange gathering of the Dusk come over all the world about me.
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