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August 2012
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For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair. I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days—three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
- John Keats, in a letter to Fanny Brawne Postmark: Newport, July 3, 1819
February 2012
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