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The Daily Dick: Musings on the Greatest Novel Ever
- From The Try-Works
- May 25, 2017
- 1 min read
"The continual sight of the fiend shapes before me, capering half in smoke and half in fire, these at last begat kindred visions in my soul, so soon as I began to yield to that unaccountable drowsiness which ever would come over me at a midnight helm."
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