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“Sir,” replied Michael, “you mistake; these things
Are of a former life, and what we do
Above is more august; to judge of kings
Is the tribunal met: so now you know.”
“Then I presume those gentlemen with wings,”
Said Wilkes, “are Cherubs; and that soul below
Looks much like George the Third, but to my mind
A good deal older—bless me! is he blind?”
Are of a former life, and what we do
Above is more august; to judge of kings
Is the tribunal met: so now you know.”
“Then I presume those gentlemen with wings,”
Said Wilkes, “are Cherubs; and that soul below
Looks much like George the Third, but to my mind
A good deal older—bless me! is he blind?”
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