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And my heart broke . I thought to myself : Why should this happen to her of all people ? ... her overwhelming generosity , her heart and soul to everyone she met . There was nothing phony about Lily . She was always herself 157.
And my heart broke . I thought to myself : Why should this happen to her of all people ? ... her overwhelming generosity , her heart and soul to everyone she met . There was nothing phony about Lily . She was always herself 157.
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And Tennyson , mostly In Memoriam , the greatest poem in the English language : But , for the unquiet heart and brain , A use in measured language lies ; The sad mechanic exercise , Like dull narcotics , numbing pain .
And Tennyson , mostly In Memoriam , the greatest poem in the English language : But , for the unquiet heart and brain , A use in measured language lies ; The sad mechanic exercise , Like dull narcotics , numbing pain .
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And the heart weeps for lostnesses , so many people lost and by the people forgotten . And then laughter comes like tinkling rills , like slivers of pendant glass chinking in a breeze and in that laughter that comes after tears is the ...
And the heart weeps for lostnesses , so many people lost and by the people forgotten . And then laughter comes like tinkling rills , like slivers of pendant glass chinking in a breeze and in that laughter that comes after tears is the ...
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Prologue | 9 |
When I was a Child II | 11 |
Boyhood in the Buildings | 16 |
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