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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STILL THIS, STILL THAT I WOULD! ALL I SURMISE, by WILLIAM LITHGOW Last Line: Thus leaving him, I with the consul bode, %full forty days, or I went thence abroad Subject(s): Syria; Travel | |||
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