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I weary of dances, of songs of the south Of sounds of the viol and lute, Ah, bitter to find that all things in my mouth Taste only of bitter sea fruit.
It was now two months since Reginald had come to London, and he was beginning to get very wearied of the exhausting life he was leading. He half determined to leave Town and return home again, but was still undecided, when he received a letter from Una which confirmed his resolution.