It has been said, that the pier of each arch, or lock of Old London Bridge, was defended from the force of the tide by a huge projecting spur called a starling. You have the look in your eyes to-night which you had that day, the look of a frightened child. "Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five! “A glittering wilderness of time That to the sunset reaches No keel as yet its waves has ploughed Or gritted on its beaches.
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