Chapter 32 No.32

"My genius spreads her wing,

And flies where Britain courts the western spring.

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Pride in their port, defiance in their eye,

I see the lords of human kind pass by,

Intent on high designs."-GOLDSMITH.

I HAVE no respect for the Englishman who re-enters London after long residence abroad without a pulse that beats quick and a he

            
            

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