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"I will paint her as I see her.
Ten times have the lilies blown
Since she looked upon the sun."
-Browning.
And ten years passed away.
It was a jocund morning in early spring. From the pine woods came the soft twittering of innumerable birds, filling the air with melody; while the soft, fragrant odor of the tall swinging pines came fl