I want to gather together about twenty souls and sail away from this world of war and squalor and found a little colony where there shall be no money but a sort of communism as far as necessaries of life go, and some real decency.
[…] of those Books that passe for authentick who knows what hath bin tamper’d withall, what hath bin raz’d out, what hath bin inserted […]
Big looking like a doughty Doucepere, / At laſt he thus, Thou clod of vileſt clay, / I pardon yield, and that with rudenes beare; […]
In a few moments she passed nearby the penniless man, at whom she hardly glanced, — but saw enough, however, to be seized by a melancholia, and to produce a purse from a fold of her grey-silk muff, for her little heart is almsful and commpassionate.
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