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| from us quite suddenly: | |
| a great blow: to me especially, | |
| whose mind it had never | |
| once crossed that I should | |
| survive him. | |
| In the same month, my | |
| best old friend, Mrs. Bracebridge, | |
| without whom my life & | |
| Scutari would have been | |
| impossible, we lost. | |
| And Quetelet and | |
| Livingstone: nearly all | |
| my heroes, whose great | |
| heroic life gave wings to | |
| me, - something to do & die | |
| for, - in the base perplexities | |
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