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"The pride too of her step, as light Along the unconscious earth she went, Seemed that of one born with a right To walk some heavenlier element. " /Loves of the Angels./
"Can it be That these fine impulses, these lofty thoughts Burning with their own beauty, are but given To make me the low slave of vanity? " -- /Erinna./