FORTUNE-TELLER.. 145 
LOVE-LIES-BLEEDING. 
He’s a man worth any woman. 
Shakspeare. 
A body slight and round, like a pear 
In growing; modest eyes, a hand, a foot 
Lessening in perfect cadence, and a skin 
As white and clean as privet when it flowers. 
Tennyson. 
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