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    he had tired of it, had carried
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    It was a palace fit for a Queen of Loves;
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    balustrade leaned, lovely as adolescence
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    he had tired of it, had carried
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    had been designed for a rich
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    It was four o’clock on a misty
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    and filled with all that modern resources
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    modern perfection of rose-shaded electricity
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    his dreams of Cleopatra. And it belonged actually
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    formed the ceiling; and yet, amidst these
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    heathen Chinee, and one of the richest and
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    heathen Chinee, and one of the richest and
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