about 1882
I know you [are] acutely weary, yet cannot refrain from taxing you [scrap 2] from taxing you with an added smile - and a pang in it. Was it to him the Thief cried "Lord remember me when thou comest into thy Kingdom," and is it to us that he replies, "This Day though shalt be with me in Paradise?" The Propounder of Paradise must indeed possess it - Antony's remark [scrap 3] to a friend, "since Cleopatra died" is said to be the saddest ever lain in Language - That engulfing "Since" -
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