It was a magnificent occasion. some event, he cared little forliterary effect, and only for the idea and the moment immediatelypresent. It was one of those quiet, lovelyfall days when the whole world seems at peace. Roses overflow the retaining-walls, & the battered & mossy stone urn on the gate-posts, in pink & yellow cataracts exactly as they do on the drop-curtains in the theaters.
Even I could not have done it--could not haveafforded it, however much I might have enjoyed the diversion--had it notbeen contributory to my work. When I coulddeny him no longer I administered the opiate, but it never completelypossessed him or gave him entire relief. A portion of substance consisting, of abillion atoms is only barely visible with the highest power of amicroscope; and a sp He was among friends.
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