Vulgar words in The Wit and Humor of America, Volume IV. (of X.) (Page 1)
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I dreamed Not of devotion like to that, that seemed To joy in sacrifice; that, tenderer Than selfish Life's small immolations were, Made Love an altar whereupon it deemed It naught to offer all; a shrine that gleamed With utter loyalty's red drops.
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--There may be just a weenie little bit more about the Astorian, but that will come in its proper place.
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Poor fellow, though I pitied him, I did admire his spunk in holding back.