When you are mixed with many I descry A single light, and judge the rest thereby.
But when you are alone with me, why then,
I quite forget all women and all men.
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Hilaire Belloc
Joseph Hilaire Pierre René Belloc (27 July 1870[1] – 16 July 1953) was a British-French writer and historian and one of the most prolific writer…
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