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THE AGED NEWSPAPER SOLILOQUIZES |
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THE AGED NEWSPAPER SOLILOQUIZES
Yes; yes; I am old. In me appearsThe history of a hundred years;
Empires', kings', captives', births and deaths,
Strange faiths, and fleeting shibboleths.
—Tragedy, comedy, throngs my page
Beyond all mummed on any stage:
Cold hearts beat hot, hot hearts beat cold,
And I beat on. Yes; yes; I am old.
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