He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. He refused his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames. As the carpenter's gaze wandered over this scene of devastation, his attention was drawn by Mrs. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass.
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