Quotes on porphyria

  The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And did its best to vex the lake: I listened with heart fit to break. When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm, And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;  
Robert Browning

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