“My Mom never gets a good night’s sleep. “What do you think of that farce?” he exclaimed bitterly. "Hurrah!" shouted he, waving his hat triumphantly over his head. Anna was afterwards astonished at her own selfpossession. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:— "Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne, And laughs to think Monroe would take her down, Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand, Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. I know South America and Canada like the lines in my hand.
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