The ſpirit of that competition burns / VVith all varieties of ill by turns, / Each vainly magnifies his ovvn ſucceſs, / Reſents his fellovvs, vviſhes it vvere leſs, […]
And Rick with unwonted diffidence had accepted his exclusion. Now with the same diffidence he came, looking trim and loving and mysteriously humble.
The narrowness of the imagination of the old masters is generally depicted in their canvases. Heaven to them was a serious business of pearly gates, harps, halos, and aërial flights on ambient pale clouds.
“What are you doing?” Carly asked, looking around. “You don’t want to be in here. You’re way too much of a princess.” / “Remember how I grew up, Carly. I’ve earned my princessness.”
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