Oh, he's a new variety of inspired idiot. Something between an angel, a fool, and a poet. And atrociously in earnest! A sort of Shelley from Peckham Rye. Poor old Greenslade was as mad as a hatter, and Mr. Palsam worried him into a death-bed repentance,... The Crusaders: An Original Comedy of Modern London Life - Page 18 by Henry Arthur Jones - 1892 - 115 pages Full view -
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