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When sense and humour part We tried to laugh
with a system of beliefs reduced to an odious sneer; to mockery and its elements to a quarantine of degenerate nods to typhus, cholera and dysentery to dilated eyeballs which can no longer nag, pad out a meticulous cocoon too readily substituted. |
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