His slightest move caused her infinite pleasure. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. I shall ride to St. It is the immediate inspiration of confidence; it alleviates pain, because we know by that smile that pain is soon to leave us; it becomes the bulwark against our depressive thoughts of death; and it is the promise that we still have a long way to go before we reach the Great Terminal. "'Sdeath!" cried Hogarth, aside to the poet.
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