She may have
no passions
and fall, of
course, in a
glass of brandy neat.
The porcelain,
do I condemn
thee; go deeper, is
it perfume from a
farther room. Some
mark is true? I think
that they will learn.
Statistically Analyzed Texts:
T.S. Eliot, Poems
A. Maude Royden, Sex And Common-Sense
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