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chapter-023		chapter-023			.txt	text/plain	4193	236	83	"You remember those words of Vergil, Frank--per amica silentia lun--they always seem to me indescribably beautiful; the most magic line about the moon ever written, except Browning's in the poem in which he mentioned Keats--'him even.' I love that 'amica silentia.' What a beautiful nature the man had who could feel 'the friendly silences of the moon.'" "Imagine a rou of forty-five who is married; incorrigible, of course, Frank, a great noble who gets the person he is in love with to come and stay with him in the country. "Perhaps I shall, Frank, one of these days, but now I am thinking of some poetry, a 'Ballad of a Fisher Boy,' a sort of companion to 'The Ballad of Reading Gaol,' in which I sing of liberty instead of prison, joy instead of sorrow, a kiss instead of an execution. "Oh, yes, Frank, of course; but how could Shakespeare with his beautiful nature love a woman to that mad excess?"	./cache/chapter-023.txt	./txt/chapter-023.txt