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THE RING
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Father.Ay!But that half skeleton, like a barren ghostFrom out the fleshless world of spirits, laugh'd:A hollow laughter!
Miriam.Vile, so near the ghostHimself, to laugh at love in death! But you?
Father. Well, as the bygone lover thro' this ringHad sent his cry for her forgiveness, IWould call thro' this 'Io t'amo' to the heartOf Miriam; then I bad the man engrave'From Walter' on the ring, and send it—wrotename, surname, all as clear as noon, but he—Some younger hand must have engraven the ring—
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