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... soon , " said he . " Do you observe the ears of all the horses ? " " Yes ; and was just about to ask the reason . " " They see the storm - breeder , and we shall see him soon . 99 At this moment there was not a cloud visible in the ...
... soon , " said he . " Do you observe the ears of all the horses ? " " Yes ; and was just about to ask the reason . " " They see the storm - breeder , and we shall see him soon . 99 At this moment there was not a cloud visible in the ...
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... soon forgotten ; and probably many in the neighbourhood never heard a word on the subject . " There was indeed a rumour that Rugg was seen afterward in Connecticut , between Suffield and Hartford , passing through the country at ...
... soon forgotten ; and probably many in the neighbourhood never heard a word on the subject . " There was indeed a rumour that Rugg was seen afterward in Connecticut , between Suffield and Hartford , passing through the country at ...
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... soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home , and rest , And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend , Soon , o'er thy sheltered nest . Thou'rt gone , the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet , on my ...
... soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home , and rest , And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend , Soon , o'er thy sheltered nest . Thou'rt gone , the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet , on my ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
Copyright | |
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