The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 132,Oplag 2–5Herrick & Noyes., 1963 |
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... laughed champagne , and too too seldom talks . Still unbrave , alone I stand in winter's clamy sand and watch a light Dwindle darkly in the West , and across a sloop's short mast a hawk— My bird , a hawk , favoring his injured wing ...
... laughed champagne , and too too seldom talks . Still unbrave , alone I stand in winter's clamy sand and watch a light Dwindle darkly in the West , and across a sloop's short mast a hawk— My bird , a hawk , favoring his injured wing ...
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... laughed : " Gaspar you poor thing , you have to work way down here and look up at that beautiful steeple . Don't you wish you were up there looking down ? " " Go up there ? ... No. Likely I'd fall right off . " " But down here there is ...
... laughed : " Gaspar you poor thing , you have to work way down here and look up at that beautiful steeple . Don't you wish you were up there looking down ? " " Go up there ? ... No. Likely I'd fall right off . " " But down here there is ...
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... laughed , " You've lived here all your life . Now you're afraid . Of what ? You never used to be afraid . " " I ain't afraid now , " Curly said , trying to sound convincing . Suddenly Stuart leaned forward with a slight smile on his ...
... laughed , " You've lived here all your life . Now you're afraid . Of what ? You never used to be afraid . " " I ain't afraid now , " Curly said , trying to sound convincing . Suddenly Stuart leaned forward with a slight smile on his ...
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