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Let my voice swell out through the great abyss / To the azure dome above, / With a chord of faith in the harp of bliss: / Thank God for love! / Let my voice thrill out beneath and above / The whole world through, / O my love and life, O my life and love, / Thank God for you! / --James Thomson.
It seemed so doubtful whether Oxford was doing Gabriel much good, and the unhealthiness of the place was so great just then, that Dr. Harford decided to send his son to London and to enter him as a student at one of the Inns of Court. Sir Robert Harley had arranged to do the same with his eldest son, and as the two were friends, Gabriel was greatly pleased with the notion, and began to look forward to his new life. He discussed his prospects with Mrs. Joyce Jefferies a few days later when he dined with her at her pretty house in Widemarsh Street, but having known him all his life, she quickly detected the sadness that lurked beneath all his cheerful talk.