They are all gone into the world of light, and I alone sit lingering here.
So stick up ivy and the bays, and then restore the heathen ways, green will remind you of the Spring, though this great day denies the thing, and mortifies the earth, and all, but ...
Caesar had perished from the world of men, had not his sword been rescued by his pen.
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