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Oh, Bay of Dublin! How my heart you're troublin',
Your beauty haunts me like a fever dream;
Like frozen fountains, that the sun sets bubblin'
My heart's blood warms when I but hear your name.

— Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye Songs, Poems, & Verses (1894)

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Surely it is hardly worthwhile to take up a pursuit merely to please other people.

In short, the world owns that we are the best-looking family in England and we are pretty well disposed to agree.

Rest now—and weep—thou praised of Earth!
And own, when all is done,
A world's false worship is not worth
The deep tried love of one.

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You see Georgy’s the beauty and Carry’s the wit, and I ought to be the good one, but then I am such a liar.

Thou mourner for departed dreams!
On earth there is no rest
When grief hath troubled the pure streams
Of memory in thy breast!

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