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Oh! Kate how shall I begin, how end How lay my heart before you upon paper How say unutterable things, how send In sorry ink dropped by the midnight taper The spirit of my love to hover near And whisper thee of more than meets the ear?

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Not all the Ladies (there were no Girls in those days) waited for “Bill” to become serious, and clearly he enjoyed being deserted:

The Life of Sir William Quiller Orchardson

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