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"But, though the storm has spared him, I will not. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes.
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