The Old Apple Dealer (From "Mosses from an Old Manse") by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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is a spiritual essence in this gray and lean old shape that shall
flit upward too. Yes; doubtless there is a region where the life- long shiver will pass away from his being, and that quiet sigh, which it has taken him so many years to breathe, will be brought to a close for good and all. |
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