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In The Murmurs, In The Pauses, In The Gestures, In The Sighs

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Anne, with an elegance of mind and sweetness of character, which must have placed her high with any people of real understanding, was nobody with either father or sister; her word had no weight, her convenience was always to give way— she was only Anne.

~~ Jane Austen, Persuasion

Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
That liquefaction of her clothes.

Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That brave vibration each way free;
O how that glittering taketh me!

~~Robert Herrick, Upon Julia's Clothes

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