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before my eyes into the sturdy thickness of a rope? I wonder. But there’s no danger of this. I am an artist. And she is far from the common run of woman. Natsume Sōseki, Kusamakura, 1906, translated by Meredith McKinney, Penguin Classics, 2008 gardener: Go bind thou up young dangling apricocks Shakespeare, Richard II

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