Ill-drawn, without method or sense of proportion, you have put wonderful things on to canvas, have drawn them out of yourself, notwithstanding your mechanical inefficiency. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. It’s well hidden, miss.
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