Far away on the shores of a turbulent grey sea under a brooding, steely sky, cavalry hooves and cannonfire shake the earth and the rumble of distant musketfire drifts into earshot on the biting wind
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"Have not the wisest men in all ages had their Hobby-Horses;-their coins, cockle-shells, drums, trumpets, fiddles, pallets, maggots and their butterflies?"
Being the public organ of the free presses of the lands surrounding the Cold Sea.
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