Lord's Day, May 11
The earth resplendent Phœbus cheers,
And bright the morning light appears;
The fruitful ground, refresh'd with showers,
Unbosoms now the fairest flowers:
Far otherwise, alas! my mind,
To good averse, to ill inclined.
AI Interview
Interviewer: Mr Fawcett, thank you for sitting down with me. Let us travel back to 1772. You were packed and ready to leave Wainsgate for a ...
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