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11. (1855) The Age of Fable; or, Stories of Gods and Heroes

One day he had drawn his nets to land, and had taken a great many fishes of various kinds. […] Nor is he like too many of the lovers nowadays, who love any one they happen to see; he loves you, and you only. […] Yet there are many individuals whom I previously knew, that I look for now in vain. […] I have seven times as many. […] O spare me one of so many!”

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