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I asked no other thing- No other-was denied- I offered Being-for it- The Mighty Merchant sneered-
Brazil? He twirled a Button- Without a glance my way- "But-Madam-is there nothing else- That We can show-Today?"
A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain
• Henry Wadsworth Longfellow