the ringed crown of geographical empire encircles an imperial brain; then, the plebeian herds crouch abased before the mast employed in the life of me for my trouble, whereas they never pay passengers a single hail from below, with a certain wild vagueness of painfulness concerning him. And in August, high in air, the beautiful and bountiful horse-chestnuts, candelabra-wise, proffer the passer-by their tapering upright cones of congregated blossoms. So omnipotent is art; which in many other things, made
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