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1 1|         with a hilt wrought like lace, and spots of rust like
2 1|      hide our gray heads beneath lace or a handkerchief striped
3 2|        eyes that blaze through a lace veil, like flame through
4 2|       passion for a few yards of lace, velvet, and fine lawn,
5 2|        visage, surrounded by the lace, only irritated me. I had
6 3|       touch of the soft frill of lace that went round her dress;
7 3|        in an electric spark. The lace and tulle that caressed
8 3| confusion, mingled with the deep lace ruffles; but she was sleeping
9 3|         by a wrapping of Mechlin lace, would have made an artist,