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I watched in vain for a glimpse of soul. White necks, carmine lips, clusters of bright curls do not suffice for me without that Promethean spark which will live after the roses and lilies are faded, the burnished hair grown grey. In sunshine, in prosperity, the flowers are very well; but how many wet days are there in life-November seasons of disaster, when a man's hearth and home would be cold indeed.