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...dwell here. These fringes of lamplight, struggling up through smoke and thousand-fold exhalations, some fathoms into the ancient reign of night, what...Zenith in their leash of sidereal fire ? That stifled bum of midnight, when traffic has lain down to rest ; and the chariotwheels of Vanity, still rolling...

...sublimity to dwell here. The fringes of lamplight struggling through smoke and thousand-fold exhalations, some fathoms into the ancient reign of Night, what thinks Bootes of them, as he leads his Hunting Dogs over the Zenith, in their leash of sidereal fire ? That stifled hum of Midnight, when...

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...Coffee-house in rather earnest talk, " it is a true sublimity to dwell here. These fringes of lamplight, struggling up through smoke and thousand-fold exhalation,...Midnight, when Traffic has lain down to rest ; and the chariot-wheels of Vanity, still rolling here and there through distant streets, are bearing her to...

...Coffee-house in rather earnest talk, " it is a true sublimity to dwell here. These fringes of lamplight, struggling up through smoke and thousand-fold exhalation,...Midnight, when Traffic has lain down to rest ; and the chariot-wheels of Vanity, still rolling here and there through distant streets, are bearing her to...

...dwell here. These fringes of lamp" light, struggling up through smoke and thousand-fold ex" halation, some fathoms into the ancient reign of Night, what " thinks Bootes of them, as he leads his Hunting Dogs over the " Zenith, in their leash of sidereal fire ? That stifled hum of "Midnight, when...

...gloom amid muttered but all-too-vigorous Objurgation. ' What thinks of them Bootes, celestial Proctor, as he ' leads his hunting-dogs over the Zenith in their leash ' of sidereal fire ? But what hinders that I too, needy ' traveller over Life's dusty high-road, should thus ' elicit...

...original style : — " ' Ach Mein Lieber!' said he, '. . . it is a true sublimity to dwell here. . . . That stifled hum of midnight, when traffic has lain down to rest ; and the chariot-wheels of vanity, still rolling here and there through distant streets, are bearing her to...