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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. It's only a gentleman come to offer you his hand. " "But, my love," still remonstrated Wood, "you know I'm going to look after the boys——" "After Mrs. ” He replied. There’s always friction, conflict, unwilling concessions. " "How do you spell the last name?" He spelt it. .
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