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| | THE PIAZZA TALES (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-15) |
 | | The house was wide, my fortune narrow, so that, to build a panoramic piazza, one round and round, it could not be — although, indeed, considering the matter by rule and square, the carpenters, in the kindest way, were anxious to gratify my furthest wishes, at I've forgotten how much a foot. |
 | | But, even in December, this northern piazza does not repel — nipping cold and gusty though it be, and the north wind, like any miller, bolting by the snow in finest flour — for then, once more, with frosted beard, I pace the sleety deck, weathering Cape Horn. |
 | | But, in one language, and as with one voice, all poured out a common tale of suffering; in which the Negresses, of whom there were not a few, exceeded the others in their dolorous vehemence. |
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