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FRIAR BACONS BRASS HEAD.

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It is the last, he murmured. Henceforth I bid farewell to magic. From this moment I will close my study and burn my books. Hereafter only to religion will I devote myself, and dying I shall leave not even my poor name to add to my countrys glory.


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