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. "You show more consideration to the feelings of a hempen widow, than there is any need to show. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. She says that everyone in the house makes too much noise, my Dad snores, and that when the house is empty, the traffic noise is nearly deafening. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face.
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