| How miserly this bush is |
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| You tell me that you write only a little now |
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| The Sandwiches are elaborate affairs |
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| Evening |
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| David |
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| It was in my heart to give her wine and dainties |
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| We heard no step in the hall |
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| We children used to cross the orchard, the brown earth covered with little green apples |
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| A Star rides the twilight now |
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| All day the pavement has been black |
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