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New ways I must attempt, my groveling name To raise aloft, and wing my flight to fame.

“Is this Mr. O’Connor’s chamber?” inquired a voice of peculiar richness, intonated not unpleasingly with a certain melodious modification of the brogue […]

On their mysterious shores were the improbable homes of impossible peoples. The Great Sea, the Broad Sea, the Boundless Sea; the Ethiopians, dwelling far away, the most distant of men, and the Cimmerians, covered with darkness and cloud, where baleful night is spread over timid mortals.