Rampolli by George MacDonald
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old playmates; and numberless grandchildren thanked the wonderful old wise
woman for her counsel and her uprousing; for in those days people had as many children as they pleased. FROM SCHILLER. THE TRYST HOPE THE WORDS OF FAITH THE WORDS OF VANITY THE METAPHYSICIAN THE PHILOSOPHERS SAYINGS OF CONFUCIUS KNOWLEDGE MY FAITH FRIEND AND FOE EXPECTATION AND FULFILMENT THE DIVER KNIGHT TOGGENBURG LONGING THE TRYST. That was the sound of the wicket! That was the latch as it rose! No--the wind that through the thicket Of the poplars whirring goes. |
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