Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five! “A glittering wilderness of time That to the sunset reaches No keel as yet its waves has ploughed Or gritted on its beaches. “She must,” said Mr. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America.
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