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that was a hideous time!

And just thent065 by chance a bt065ook fell into my hands — Lamartine’s Chute d’un Ange. Do you know the Seventh and Tenth Visions of that poem,ed seaward I looked beneath the blue and saw the dog-fish gt065nawing on the whiting. If I walked in the garden I surprised the thrush dragging worms from the turf, the spider squatting in ambush. Behind the rosy face of every well-nourished child I saw a lamb gazing up at the butcher’s knife. My dear Violet, the cat slinking on the nest, which describe the favourite amusements of the Men-gods? Before the Deluge, beyond the rude tents ,