If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, s — Robert Lynd
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If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, sweetmeats.

— Robert Lynd
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