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Erotic fiction: Love in Idleness, Chapter 3
‘I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell to die upon the hand I love so well.’
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Erotic fiction: Love in Idleness, Chapter 2
‘The course of true love never did run smooth.’
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Erotic fiction: Love in Idleness, Chapter 1
‘I know a bank where the wild thyme blow Where oxlips and nodding violet grows Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine With sweet musk roses and elegantine.’