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A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:— "Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne, And laughs to think Monroe would take her down, Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand, Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. B. 1. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. Dinner was quite uneventful. Presently he reached out and laid his hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. A quick flush stained her cheeks.

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