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“Why, so in sooth I did: I do remember. . . . What did I with it?... I am very feeble. . . . So oft these days doth my memory play the traitor with me. . . . ’tis strange, strange--”
Read it through once
“Why, so in sooth I did: I do remember. . . . What did I with it?... I am very feeble. . . . So oft these days doth my memory play the traitor with me. . . . ’tis strange, strange--”