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The presence that thus rose so strangely beside the waters [note the bridge in the detail to the right], is expressive of what in the ways of a thousand years men had come to desire. . . . She is older than the rocks among which she sits; . . . and all this . . lives only in the delicacy with which it has moulded the changing lineaments, and tinged the eyelids and the hands. |
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