suits him best.” “What! if the other is more probable?”

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And maybe the great-grandson of that house,

suits him best.” “What! if the other is more probable?”

For all its bronze and marble, 's but a mouse.

suits him best.” “What! if the other is more probable?”

O what if gardens where the peacock strays

suits him best.” “What! if the other is more probable?”

With delicate feet upon old terraces,

Or else all Juno from an urn displays

Before the indifferent garden deities;

O what if levelled lawns and gravelled ways

Where slippered Contemplation finds his ease



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