Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the str — Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
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Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the stroke.

— Ambrose Bierce, The Moonlit Road and Other Ghost and Horror Stories
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