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We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
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Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
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We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
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Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
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Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
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The blood of the stars flowed in her veins?
Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
Yes it did. You'll find the quote in the Parliament of Owls chapter (4) of SC. Your turn.
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