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"I saw a ship sailing upon the sea

Deeply laden as ship could be;

But not so deep as in love I am

For I care not whether I sink or swim"

Old Ballad

"But Love is such a Mystery

I cannot find it out:

For when I think I'm best resols'd,

I then am in most doubt"

SIR JOHN SUCKLING

One story I will try to reproduce But, alas! it is like trying to

reconstruct a forest out of broken branches and withered leaves In the

fairy book, everything was just as it should be, though whether in words

or sohts

upon the soul, with such a power that the medium disappeared fros themselves

My representation of it e, capable of ehts of a splendidly

developed people, into the e

tribe Of course, while I read it, I was Cosmo, and his history

was mine Yet, all the time, I seemed to have a kind of double