IN a little house keep I pictures suspended, it is not a fix`d house, It is round, it is only a few inches from one side to the other; Yet behold, it has room for all the shows of the world, all memories? Here the tableaus of life, and here the groupings of death; Here, do you know this? this is cicerone himself, With finger rais`d he points to the prodigal pictures.SourceThe script ran 0.003 seconds.
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