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A BALLAD OF TREES AND THE MASTER Into the woods my Master went ,
Clean forspent , forspent . Into the woods my Master came , Forspent with love
and shame . But the olives they were not blind to Him , The little gray leaves were
kind ...
A BALLAD OF TREES AND THE MASTER Into the woods my Master went ,
Clean forspent , forspent . Into the woods my Master came , Forspent with love
and shame . But the olives they were not blind to Him , The little gray leaves were
kind ...
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... fell before it , mowed down like grass - and , where a moment before had been
seen the serried ranks of Hill , the eye could now discern only riderless horses ,
men writhing in the death agony , and others seeking the shelter of the woods .
... fell before it , mowed down like grass - and , where a moment before had been
seen the serried ranks of Hill , the eye could now discern only riderless horses ,
men writhing in the death agony , and others seeking the shelter of the woods .
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dances and picnics in the woods daytimes , and balls in the house nights . These
people was mostly kinfolks of the family . The men brought their guns with them .
It was a handsome lot of quality , I tell you . There was another clan of ...
dances and picnics in the woods daytimes , and balls in the house nights . These
people was mostly kinfolks of the family . The men brought their guns with them .
It was a handsome lot of quality , I tell you . There was another clan of ...
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Macaulay Company and the author for a selection from The Outlaw Years | 1 |
The StarSpangled Banner | 7 |
Reminiscences | 16 |
Urheberrecht | |
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