第885章 偷吃（第3页）

man

loved

the

pilgrim

soul

in

you，

and

loved

the

sorrows

of

your

changing

face;

and

bending

down

beside

the

glowing

bars，

murmur，

a

little

sadly，

how

love

fled

and

paced

upon

the

untains

overhead

and

hid

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