I give myself to you. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except when you went away. Trees were torn up by the roots; many houses were levelled to the ground; others were unroofed; the leads on the churches were ripped off, and "shrivelled up like scrolls of parchment. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. Perhaps you will now explain the alarm.
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