The gauntest of all gaunt spectres',
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The gauntest of all gaunt spectres is that of cold
ingratitude and unrequited love—sacred altars of
friendship turned into a pile of dead ashes.
Back to THOUGHTS FOR THE QUIET HOUR
The gauntest of all gaunt spectres is that of cold
ingratitude and unrequited love—sacred altars of
friendship turned into a pile of dead ashes.