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Edit box size: ⇓ More rows Reset to default size ⇒ More columns Your patience, Sirs. The Devil took me up To that black and burned mountain over Sicily (Fit place for me) and thence I saw my Earth-- (Not all Earth's splendour, 'twas beyond my need--) And that one spot I love -- all Earth to me, And her I love, my Heaven. What said I? My love was safe from all the powers of Hell-- For you -- e'en you -- acquit her of my guilt-- But Sula, nestling by our sail-specked sea, My city, child of mine, my heart, my home-- Mine and my pride -- that evil might visit there! It was for Sula and her naked port, Prey to the galleys of the Algerine, ''Our'' city Sula, that I drove my price -- For love of Sula and for love of her. The twain were woven -- gold on sackcloth -- intertwined Past any sundering 'till God shall judge The evil and the good. -- ''Rudyard Kipling, 1892'' This is a minor edit.
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