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I ! A Wayside Halt HAVE my eye upon a piece of Kentish road , bordered on either side by a wood , and having on one hand , between the road - dust and the trees , a skirting patch of grass . Wild flowers grow in abundance on this spot ...
I ! A Wayside Halt HAVE my eye upon a piece of Kentish road , bordered on either side by a wood , and having on one hand , between the road - dust and the trees , a skirting patch of grass . Wild flowers grow in abundance on this spot ...
Page 66
The old woman takes them on one side , and tells them something just to please them , now and then a word of truth , the rest a good lot of lies . John Roberts , a Gypsy . Sleep in a Meadow N either side of the River was also a Meadow ...
The old woman takes them on one side , and tells them something just to please them , now and then a word of truth , the rest a good lot of lies . John Roberts , a Gypsy . Sleep in a Meadow N either side of the River was also a Meadow ...
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And the oldest of them wore their hair in three plaits , one plait down the back , reaching to the shoulder , and two tails coming down each side ; hair on the top lip and clean chin , with narrow whiskers coming down each side ...
And the oldest of them wore their hair in three plaits , one plait down the back , reaching to the shoulder , and two tails coming down each side ; hair on the top lip and clean chin , with narrow whiskers coming down each side ...
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