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Noah:Lonely times again. . . .? [Sighing.] Now I must go out in the world an’ make meself for a big nuisance again. . . ? [Then.] Why should she think I’m crazy? [Abruptly standing.] Now, just a…
At the time when the florid season,
joyful springtime of life,
the tender infancy of its ardent age,
made its first step in the Orient
placing flower before Aprils
to my first juvenile…