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painted, so i was told, years before by a friend of my father's, a skilful flower-painter. many a time did i look at those beautiful flowers on the tiles as they stood on the mantelpiece. they were china tiles, with a rich shining white glaze. they had fruit and flowers painted on them, and one of the roses
charmed me then in sight, and has charmed me more than sixty years in thought. especially when i see lovely roses do i think of that rose on the tile. i have never seen one quite so lovely as that which shone forth amid my early sorrows. one morning, however, in that winter time, i remember, as we were...
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