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... come ! they've come ! hurry up , ladies - you're wanted . " " Who have come ? the rebels ? " This sudden summons in the gray dawn was somewhat startling to a three days ' nurse like myself , and , as the thundering knock came at our ...
... come ! they've come ! hurry up , ladies - you're wanted . " " Who have come ? the rebels ? " This sudden summons in the gray dawn was somewhat startling to a three days ' nurse like myself , and , as the thundering knock came at our ...
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... comes over the sunlit arch , A wind comes off a frozen peak , And you're two months back in the middle of March . A bluebird comes tenderly up to alight And turns to the wind to unruffle a plume His song so pitched as not to excite A ...
... comes over the sunlit arch , A wind comes off a frozen peak , And you're two months back in the middle of March . A bluebird comes tenderly up to alight And turns to the wind to unruffle a plume His song so pitched as not to excite A ...
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... Come up soon and explain this to me . A letter written some years later to his son is in a somewhat dif- ferent vein . Dear ... comes into my mind as just such another group which has its customs and its manners . You 415 PEQUOD ISLAND DAYS.
... Come up soon and explain this to me . A letter written some years later to his son is in a somewhat dif- ferent vein . Dear ... comes into my mind as just such another group which has its customs and its manners . You 415 PEQUOD ISLAND DAYS.
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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