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« O fearful meditation ! where, alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ?
IN THREE VOLUMES. K
251, d. 87.
MRS. GREY PAYS A VISIT.
TT would not be easy to give any definite 1 account of the weeks that followed. How Mr. Fleming lived through them, I hardly know; something of energy, perhaps, aroused by the very weight of the blow came to sustain him—as a man will put forth his whole strength to gain breathing space beneath the heavy fallen stone that would otherwise crush the life out of him. And yet it was hardly energy,