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by Polly Schoyer Brooks
"For her actual beauty was not itself remarkable . . . but the contact of her presence . . . was irresistible; the attraction of her person, joining with the charm of her conversation . . . was something bewitching. it was a pleasure merely to hear her voice, with which, like an instrument Of many strings, she could pass from one language to another.
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