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Lepato b G. K. ChestertoDesig b Raphael Mabasa ’08Fots: Porcelai ad Da Roma

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hite fouts fallig i the courts of the su,Ad the Solda of Bzatium is smilig as the ru,There is laughter like the foutais i that face of all me feared,It stirs the forest darkess, the darkess of his beard,It curls the blood-red crescet, the crescet of his lips,For the imost sea of all the earth is shake with his ships.The have

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the white republics up the capes of Ital,The have

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the Adriatic roud the Lio of the Sea,Ad the Pope has cast his arms abroad for ago ad loss,Ad called the kigs of Christedom for swords about the Cross,The cold quee of Eglad is lookig i the glass;The shadow of the Valois is awig at the Mass;From eveig isles fatastical rigs fait the Spaish gu,