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have forgotten that you were a wit and a humorist,--that you were a critic and an essayist, to say nothing of your being a scholar such as we breed, if at all, only as the phoenix is bred.”
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Such was the generosity of tone, such the frankness of intercourse, that prevailed in the little circle of Cambridge authors half a century ago.
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