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your dappled yeye here, mine's presbyoperian,
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shill and wall) we see the copyngink strayed-
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line AL (in Fig., the forest) from being con-
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tinued, stops ait Lambday1: Modder ilond
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there too. Allow me anchore! I bring down
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noth and carry awe. Now, then, take this in!
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One of the most murmurable loose carollaries
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ever Ellis threw his cookingclass. With Olaf
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as centrum and Olaf's lambtail for his spokes-
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man circumscript a cyclone. Allow ter! Hoop !
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As round as the calf of an egg! O, dear
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me! O, dear me now! Another grand dis-
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cobely! After Makefearsome's Ocean. You've
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actuary entducked one! Quok! Why, you
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haven't a passer! Fantastic! Early clever,
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surely doomed, to Swift's, alas, the galehus!
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the smukking precincts of lydias,2 with Mary

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Owens and Dolly Monks seesidling to edge
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his cropulence and Blake-Roche, Kingston
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and Dockrell auriscenting him from afurz, our
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papacocopotl, 3  Abraham Bradley King? (ting
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 lavas and all.4 Bene! But, thunder and turf, it's  
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not alover yet! One recalls Byzantium. The
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mystery repeats itself todate as our callback
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mother Gaudyanna, that was daughter to a
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tanner, 5 used to sing, as I think, now and then
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consinuously over her possetpot in her quer
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 Ex jup pep off Carpenger Strate. The kids' and dolls' home.  Makeacake- 
ache. 
 A vagrant need is a flagrant weed. 
 Grand for blowing off steam when you walk up in the morning. 
 At the foot of Bagnabun Banbasday was lost on one.
 We're all found of our anmal matter.