Chapter 1825 of 1964 · 62 words · ~1 min read

XCVI.

Serious? You laugh;--you may: that will I not; My smiles must be sincere or not at all. I say I do believe a haunted spot Exists--and where? That shall I not recall, Because I'd rather it should be forgot, "Shadows the soul of Richard"[764] may appal. In short, upon that subject I've some qualms very Like those of the philosopher of Malmsbury.[765]