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Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred. a father, sister, and mother, were gained, and lost, in that one moment. joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain.

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Let The Tears Which Fell, And The

Charles Dickens

Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred. a father, sister, and mother, were gained, and lost, in that one moment. joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain.

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