A Shady Friend For Torrid Days Is Easier To Find Than One Of Higher Temperature For Frigid Hour Of Mind. The Vane A Little To The East Scares Muslin Souls Away; If Broadcloth Breasts Are Firmer Than Those Of Organdy, Who Is To Blame? The Weaver? Ah! The Bewildering Thread! The Tapestries Of Paradise So Notelessly Are Made!
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