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—It’s jolly of you to confide in me. Recollect, he's chained to the ground by a great horse-padlock, and is never unloosed except when he comes to that hatch. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes.
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