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"I am utterly lost. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. ‘No one is here, Melusine, except you and I.
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