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Chapter V
A Beggar's Palace


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[“From sackcloth couch the Monk arose]

“From sackcloth couch the Monk arose,
With toil his stiffen'd limbs he rear'd;
A hundred years had flung their snows
On his thin locks and floating beard.”

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[“He thought he saw an Elephant]

“He thought he saw an Elephant,
That practised on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was

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A letter from his wife.
‘At length I realise,’ he said,
‘The bitterness of Life.’”