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A SONG OF THE ENGLISH

THE SONG OF THE CITIES— Continued.::HOBART

Man's love first found me; man's hate made me Hell.


AUCKLAND
Last, loneliest, loveliest, exquisite, apart.


VII. ENGLAND'S ANSWER

Truly ye come of The Blood; slower to bless than to ban.


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