"Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves." _"Alfred": a Masque. By James Thomson._ Colonel Parsons sat by the window in the dining-room to catch the last glimmer of the fading day, looking through his _Standard_ to make sure that he had overlooked no part of it. Finally, with a little sigh, he folded it up, and taking off his spectacles, put them in their case.…
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