Impelled, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the... Expository Writing - Sida 285 efter Mervin James Curl - 1919 - 312 sidor Obegränsad förhandsgranskning -
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