The warmth, I welcome after winter’s chill captured in letters where large tears have dried. From one I thought for good, even for ill I’d marry come the shadows of July. Rare was her beauty, yet her greatest gift was her keen wit and a splendid style in her dress and dance, ‘twas almost as …
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