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Know i not who thou mayst be / Carved upon this olive-tree,— …
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Beautiful! sir, you may say so. Thar is n’t her match in the county; / Is thar, old gal,—Chiquita, my darling, my beauty? …
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No life in earth, or air, or sky; / The sunbeams, broken silently, …
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Coward,—of heroic size, / In whose lazy muscles lies …
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Say there! P’r’aps / Some on you chaps …
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Captain of the Western wood, / Thou that apest Robin Hood! …
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“i was with Grant”—the stranger said; / Said the farmer, “Say no more, …
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I reside at Table Mountain, and my name is Truthful James; / I am not up to small deceit, or any sinful games; …