Monday, September 10, 2012

Daily Dose

From The Prince and the Pauper, by Mark Twain

SIGHED

"The Ruffler sighed; the listeners sighed in sympathy; a general depression fell upon the company for a moment, for even hardened outcasts like these are not wholly dead to sentiment, but are able to feel a fleeting sense of loss and affliction at wide intervals and under peculiarly favouring circumstances -- as in cases like to this, for instance, when genius and culture depart and leave no heir.  However, a deep drink all round soon restored the spirits of the mourners."

From Chapter XVII, Foo-foo the First

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