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 1    I,  I  | awhile, gazing into space, in fancy sketching rapidly against
 2    I,  I  |     been born of his artistic fancy; and the vague fear, that
 3    I,  I  |      fighting, he allowed his fancy to flow freely, as if he
 4    I,  I  |    cultivated mind, delicacy, fancy, the true charm of intelligence,
 5    I,  I  |      his caprice, his passing fancy for a woman he had met one
 6    I,  I  |      when swayed by a gallant fancy.~Then she would suffer;
 7    I,  III|       roaming in the world of fancy.”~“The lady there, in that
 8    I,  IV |   trivialities of the passing fancy of the day, and never art,
 9   II,  I  |       tell you~about it. Just fancy that since your absence
10   II,  IV |      those evenings of errant fancy, when he had allowed his
11   II,  VI |     you will be cured of this fancy.”~He shook his head.~“Oh,