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Page 91
So wearily they went away , Yet soon were camped in t'other lane , And soon they laughed as wild and gay , And soon the kettle boiled again . And as they settled down below , I could but think upon the bliss ' Twould be to many men I ...
So wearily they went away , Yet soon were camped in t'other lane , And soon they laughed as wild and gay , And soon the kettle boiled again . And as they settled down below , I could but think upon the bliss ' Twould be to many men I ...
Page 257
“ We shall soon see that , master , ' said the groom ; ' and , if so be he shows temper , I will be the first to tell you to get down . But there's no fear of that ; you have never angered or insulted him , and to such as you , I say ...
“ We shall soon see that , master , ' said the groom ; ' and , if so be he shows temper , I will be the first to tell you to get down . But there's no fear of that ; you have never angered or insulted him , and to such as you , I say ...
Page 263
The living hand that harms thy life shall soon belong to a dead man , else let never man trust a spark wi ' powder mair . ' So saying , he led the aged animal back to its stance , adding a piece of wheat bread to its pittance of corn ...
The living hand that harms thy life shall soon belong to a dead man , else let never man trust a spark wi ' powder mair . ' So saying , he led the aged animal back to its stance , adding a piece of wheat bread to its pittance of corn ...
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