Vanity Fair
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¤¤And all thy heart lies open unto me ¤¤
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¤ Now folds the lily
all her sweetness up ¤

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¤ And slips into the bosom of the lake ¤
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¤¤So fold thyself, my dearest, thou ¤¤
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¤ And slip ¤
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¤ Into my bosom ¤
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¤ And be lost ¤
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¤ In me ¤¤
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Bravo. Bravo.
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You are through the door.
:38:44
That boy of yours,
when does he go away to school?

:38:47
Oh, when he's older, I suppose.
:38:49
No, no. He must learn to stand
on his own two feet at once.

:38:54
Miss that lesson in childhood
and you'll miss it all your life.

:38:57
Well, I'm not sure Rawdon
could spare him yet.
And he's very spirited.


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