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H. Colburn and R. Bentley, 1830

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122. lappuse - ... his mannerism prevailed ; still he tapped his snuff-box ; still he smirked and smiled, and rounded his periods with the same air of good-breeding, as if he were conversing with men. His mouth, mellifluous as Plato's, was a round hole nearly in the centre of his visage.
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189. lappuse - tis he ; why he was met even now As mad as the vex'd sea : singing aloud ; Crown'd with rank fumiter, and furrow weeds, With harlocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow In our sustaining corn.

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