trigram

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trigram	frequency
the face of	45
of the world	33
in the days	32
of the sea	31
the heart of	27
in the dark	27
and in the	26
the voice of	25
dunn of nevertire	25
by the fire	25
down in the	25
and all the	24
the days when	24
the land of	24
and when the	24
in the street	24
sitting by the	22
when the world	22
is on the	22
this is the	22
days when the	21
the world was	21
the eyes of	21
in the land	20
the sound of	19
of all the	19
song of the	19
the name of	18
world was wide	18
of the wild	18
there is no	18
of the day	18
any other time	17
the song of	17
the light of	17
on the track	17
the feet of	17
to be a	17
what time the	16
of wind and	16
in the distance	16
climb the trees	16
to do a	16
the days of	16
the spirit of	16
the front of	16
of the past	16
and he said	15
of the sun	15
came to the	15
faces in the	15
they climb the	15
on the rise	15
the strength of	15
the ways of	15
up in the	14
a lot of	14
out in the	14
and they climb	14
the depths of	14
the glory of	14
of the year	14
is in the	13
the soul of	13
jack dunn of	13
in the shadow	13
of my heart	13
the last of	13
before the war	13
of the land	13
for the sake	13
front of the	13
in the front	13
the shadow of	13
down to the	13
and through the	12
of the night	12
up the country	12
spare me days	12
to see the	12
the beauty of	12
the lips of	12
in the west	12
face of the	12
come and go	12
the sake of	12
to the door	12
little red dog	12
spirit of the	12
great king splosh	12
with never a	12
heart of my	12
and where the	12
and the rain	11
on the land	11
the great grey	11
the shanty on	11
used to be	11
the sight of	11
land of gosh	11
giveth his beloved	11
up to the	11
the end of	11
great grey plain	11
in the city	11
the great king	11
shanty on the	11
maid of gerringong	11
but when the	11
of the army	11
the music of	11
right in the	11
grand to be	11
that used to	11
of those who	10
rain comes sobbing	10
the son of	10
the trees when	10
to and fro	10
i tell you	10
these are the	10
sobbing to the	10
at your feet	10
of the west	10
the place of	10
the wild kangaroo	10
in the depths	10
and many a	10
the grand old	10
out of sight	10
the rain comes	10
back to the	10
in the face	10
in the bush	10
by the sea	10
might have been	10
and other verses	10
the songs of	10
his beloved sleep	10
of the old	10
the back of	10
the banks of	10
and the wind	10
the man who	10
all the same	10
do you think	10
face to face	10
the hills of	10
think of the	10
comes sobbing to	10
in the night	10
i do not	10
kettles and pans	10
in the cold	10
of the spring	10
it was a	9
i hear the	9
of the river	9
the fall of	9
year by year	9
he giveth his	9
one by one	9
far in the	9
daughter of the	9
in a land	9
with many a	9
quite well by	9
glugs quite well	9
the world is	9
the little red	9
of the hills	9
a land of	9
the love of	9
the wings of	9
well by sight	9
it in the	9
the hand of	9
a sound of	9
voice of the	9
the life of	9
here are the	9
the story of	9
all the world	9
fall of the	9
the road to	9
and the sun	9
i would not	9
the ghost of	9
the glugs quite	9
a dream of	9
in its glow	9
the flower of	9
there came a	9
out of the	9
the time when	8
out on the	8
the way she	8
he came to	8
side by side	8
when i was	8
the noises of	8
and while the	8
feet in the	8
my heart is	8
like a sea	8
back in the	8
because of the	8
turn to the	8
a mist of	8
banks of the	8
some of the	8
the wind is	8
they reached the	8
down the lattices	8
to take the	8
sound of the	8
when the sun	8
him in the	8
round and round	8
she is the	8
all know the	8
cry of the	8
that i have	8
but when i	8
wind and rain	8
day and night	8
the city of	8
streaming down the	8
down with a	8
to the west	8
to look at	8
in the world	8
through the darkness	8
to face with	8
days and nights	8
of the shanty	8
it came to	8
away to the	8
in the grass	8
a bit of	8
face of a	8
up and down	8
the cambaroora star	8
was on the	8
so long as	8
in all the	8
the song that	8
when the weather	8
down by the	8
know the glugs	8
of the days	8
the cry of	8
there is a	7
silence in the	7
from the west	7
thought of the	7
to drive the	7
i left behind	7
the fate of	7
the stars are	7
to make a	7
in the great	7
said to the	7
wings of the	7
lip in scorn	7
girl i left	7
to the land	7
in scorn be	7
the home of	7
the girl i	7
day by day	7
when the night	7
and the king	7
the shame of	7
the beat of	7
in the sight	7
scorn be curled	7
feet of the	7
the roar of	7
wind of the	7
the rest of	7
the faces in	7
to pass that	7
the best of	7
in the dust	7
the cliffs of	7
all the year	7
cliffs of the	7
in a time	7
of the great	7
the blood of	7
like one who	7
of other days	7
on the great	7
sez digger smith	7
the words of	7
of going back	7
a face that	7
she sung a	7
on the bar	7
the door of	7
is filled with	7
the life that	7
to the end	7
the day is	7
your lip in	7
the sun was	7
one of the	7
the weather is	7
on the floor	7
of the thunder	7
of the dead	7
the light that	7
the lights of	7
trees when the	7
all night long	7
in the darkness	7
the ballad of	7
let your lip	7
sister of the	7
by the way	7
but every glug	7
i know that	7
here and there	7
sung a song	7
this was the	7
in the time	7
the land that	7
down on the	7
flower of the	7
to the sea	7
death in the	7
in the range	7
at the door	7
and the queen	7
where is the	7
shame of going	7
and the glugs	7
in the rain	7
away from the	7
haired maid of	7
to think of	7
a sea of	7
in a dream	7
like a child	7
old rooster hall	7
of the hill	7
he said to	7
i used to	7
the wreck of	7
on the ground	7
left behind me	7
noises of the	6
by the hand	6
that i am	6
went to the	6
on the banks	6
from all the	6
the slopes of	6
for i have	6
of a man	6
and some said	6
a man is	6
a glimpse of	6
sit at your	6
the leaves of	6
the boers away	6
to the left	6
with all the	6
but in the	6
that he was	6
up from the	6
far away from	6
by the cliffs	6
he took the	6
heart of the	6
i only know	6
back of the	6
tops of the	6
a song of	6
the glen of	6
on the sea	6
ghost of a	6
in the hills	6
the lord high	6
come to me	6
the world for	6
the time of	6
in the sun	6
the wild curlew	6
i think i	6
kimberley to drive	6
in spite of	6
like a dream	6
new south wales	6
are in the	6
the dark of	6
the song and	6
his face was	6
in the leaves	6
lady of the	6
the gates of	6
green and gold	6
in his face	6
came from the	6
the men who	6
in sight of	6
is it well	6
the voices of	6
and over the	6
all the books	6
yellow flame of	6
he had a	6
a man can	6
so much uv	6
the thoughts of	6
grave by the	6
poets of the	6
all day long	6
of light and	6
in the south	6
that no man	6
by my side	6
in the scrub	6
now and then	6
to get the	6
in the yellow	6
the skirts of	6
the yellow flame	6
and i thought	6
the hokey fly	6
you used to	6
to kimberley to	6
to take a	6
in the years	6
flame of evening	6
there came to	6
wreck of the	6
the books was	6
his back to	6
at the feet	6
the moon is	6
that in the	6
patient ellen ray	6
back to a	6
hard by the	6
to the world	6
on the plain	6
you know the	6
of the gloomy	6
the gloomy urara	6
the king said	6
lord of the	6
and saw the	6
gold and green	6
the tops of	6
to be past	6
the night is	6
drive the boers	6
here is the	6
in the wild	6
the cause of	6
to a tree	6
to the south	6
light on the	6
to hear the	6
like a man	6
i see the	6
be the hokey	6
and the old	6
i know it	6
i would sit	6
far and wide	6
in the morning	6
the rocks and	6
breath of the	6
all the day	6
to the last	6
the breath of	6
and makes a	6
across the plain	6
was sent to	6
the winds and	6
on the hill	6
in the place	6
the grace of	6
i have no	6
life in the	6
the curse of	6
came to pass	6
the sons of	6
i had a	6
the first of	6
the dawn of	6
the mayor of	6
through the dark	6
in the day	6
would sit at	6
in memory of	5
used to wander	5
forty years ago	5
and the swanks	5
over the lea	5
of the foam	5
the hearts of	5
anderson and co	5
to the ground	5
to see it	5
the lord of	5
of the south	5
strength of the	5
the wake of	5
the queen said	5
a glug stood	5
the elders of	5
we hear the	5
the close of	5
sight of the	5
of the flower	5
he calls it	5
to the north	5
and i think	5
round the hearth	5
is the voice	5
the harp of	5
the plains are	5
do they know	5
beyond the forest	5
of the storm	5
was in the	5
songs of the	5
men of the	5
and the night	5
in his eye	5
look at the	5
a vision of	5
to find a	5
light in the	5
of the snow	5
leaves of the	5
hundred years ago	5
i will not	5
he heard the	5
that you are	5
ought to be	5
he saw the	5
and silence in	5
the tale of	5
and the day	5
in the ranks	5
to give the	5
to know the	5
door of the	5
years to be	5
in the wind	5
the hill and	5
a cloud of	5
the grass is	5
he thought of	5
the psalm of	5
ever and ever	5
what have the	5
in the eye	5
in the eyes	5
the stress of	5
in his eyes	5
the wave is	5
to where the	5
thunder and the	5
the rain is	5
from the mountains	5
of the street	5
said the mayor	5
we have to	5
where the great	5
and the lord	5
i hear a	5
him from the	5
i thought that	5
roar of the	5
he might have	5
the grey gulf	5
along in the	5
of the moon	5
to be by	5
blessed horse fell	5
glass on the	5
on the hills	5
to deliver a	5
god help our	5
the wind of	5
was one of	5
adam lindsay gordon	5
of love and	5
here is a	5
a prouder man	5
and out of	5
heard in the	5
sir stodge and	5
in the white	5
of the wind	5
sound of a	5
the foot of	5
on the wing	5
the cattle home	5
i am back	5
no one knows	5
kings of the	5
day in the	5
mayor of quog	5
another blessed horse	5
it was not	5
they heard the	5
the flame of	5
for him at	5
seen so much	5
sez peter begg	5
the leaves are	5
our men at	5
help our men	5
in the forest	5
of one who	5
the long day	5
the darkness of	5
the gleam of	5
i want to	5
of the north	5
the shores of	5
no sign of	5
the use of	5
i seen the	5
of the beautiful	5
down the street	5
and take the	5
the years of	5
sorrow for the	5
will not say	5
is as a	5
winds and the	5
filled with the	5
in the middle	5
said no word	5
of leaf and	5
was a glug	5
and faced the	5
the tracks of	5
were in the	5
of the waves	5
on the mountain	5
on the waters	5
i sez to	5
of a mighty	5
the call of	5
of the morning	5
the glugs cried	5
the things that	5
the king of	5
a song that	5
go to the	5
the daughter of	5
the love that	5
light of the	5
a hundred years	5
world after all	5
we saw the	5
prouder man than	5
never said no	5
with me for	5
dreaming of the	5
sitting round the	5
seems to me	5
where are the	5
all the while	5
cloud of thirst	5
friend of mine	5
the years to	5
the motto of	5
lord high swank	5
life has been	5
i wonder if	5
the brand of	5
i know the	5
to clutch at	5
and try to	5
up with a	5
the cavalry done	5
the owners of	5
the dead leaves	5
the south wind	5
in the woods	5
ways of the	5
in the wake	5
the folds of	5
the dust and	5
the wild men	5
the lady of	5
where the wild	5
in my dreams	5
of the man	5
man than you	5
to the gate	5
men at sea	5
the mooki river	5
to me and	5
to see a	5
voice in the	5
there on the	5
the head of	5
the tales of	5
for all the	5
that he had	5
a tale of	5
at the close	5
on the wings	5
and then the	5
at the back	5
shrieks of the	5
and the drifting	5
the noise of	5
by the grey	5
are filled with	5
in the fall	5
and down the	5
in the east	5
horse fell down	5
his feet in	5
the air is	5
and with the	5
climbed the trees	5
i shall not	5
i think we	5
of the future	5
look at me	5
motto of the	5
and so he	5
the fighting man	5
song and the	5
bit of a	4
far beyond the	4
i seem to	4
i know she	4
and we must	4
a marvel of	4
the beauty that	4
of my dream	4
by mooni now	4
of the water	4
looked for him	4
in the rear	4
be by mooni	4
opened his book	4
sleep with the	4
cannot choose but	4
the glugs of	4
we have no	4
the half of	4
on the plains	4
battle no more	4
it is well	4
the stock away	4
city of gosh	4
i was a	4
by henry lawson	4
go on for	4
a glug of	4
like to one	4
stood up with	4
you and i	4
the sounds of	4
to the forest	4
of the glugs	4
take the stock	4
and by the	4
heart of a	4
to the war	4
in the deep	4
and the surges	4
of basil moss	4
if you have	4
to look upon	4
home of the	4
he stuck to	4
shut in from	4
the grave of	4
cool and so	4
a sign of	4
out to the	4
gates of the	4
to see how	4
drifting of the	4
roll up at	4
and the cattle	4
the world to	4
through the gloom	4
the plains and	4
a native of	4
to live for	4
shores of wollongong	4
side of the	4
little maxim gun	4
after all the	4
on the trek	4
not at all	4
the queen of	4
i think the	4
the maid of	4
the echoes away	4
so cool and	4
singing of the	4
on the pane	4
on the top	4
this is our	4
fragments of a	4
glugs of gosh	4
the trees and	4
to make the	4
of long ago	4
of the tempest	4
the ledges and	4
have the cavalry	4
roam to the	4
his nibs of	4
looks at me	4
in the mountain	4
that i may	4
wind and wet	4
of the kings	4
through the noises	4
that voice of	4
the whole world	4
but all the	4
on his face	4
the leaf and	4
in the heart	4
he used to	4
the glow of	4
see it through	4
i could not	4
on the face	4
on the course	4
life of a	4
me for the	4
ballad of the	4
of the course	4
the fathers of	4
can hear the	4
no man knows	4
jist a treat	4
and the sea	4
on the castlereagh	4
rested on the	4
drowned at sea	4
will not be	4
of a land	4
stood by the	4
they thought of	4
in days of	4
he opened his	4
sydney international exhibition	4
it makes me	4
ole man poole	4
i have to	4
beat of our	4
as afar they	4
but beyond the	4
face of things	4
he has no	4
the grass and	4
the river and	4
is full of	4
and the shadow	4
the pride of	4
face to the	4
had come to	4
men in the	4
the glass on	4
a band of	4
done me block	4
the old year	4
the drifting of	4
the stream that	4
with a little	4
the steps of	4
the years that	4
that made the	4
in the air	4
to let the	4
of a child	4
and when he	4
the place where	4
last of the	4
the railway line	4
a sky of	4
from the ground	4
and so sweet	4
a tributary of	4
in the trees	4
is a glug	4
the shrieks of	4
a flood of	4
and let her	4
sits and waits	4
the dark to	4
french to kimberley	4
i think that	4
for a week	4
old australian ways	4
was wont to	4
old trooper campbell	4
do you hear	4
on the shore	4
now in the	4
is this the	4
with the song	4
i left the	4
he left the	4
the night was	4
lips of the	4
but that some	4
his eyes were	4
or two of	4
out against the	4
and here the	4
here in the	4
so that he	4
a fighting man	4
with his ambulance	4
a fall of	4
the men of	4
dawn of the	4
of many waters	4
the world has	4
in the folds	4
he can tell	4
begin to fall	4
with the face	4
all the rest	4
a man in	4
with all its	4
out across the	4
of the drover	4
far from the	4
and so it	4
he said the	4
and said to	4
of other years	4
leaves from australian	4
in a name	4
must have been	4
the work of	4
his heart was	4
by this surging	4
and they said	4
the beat and	4
james lionel michael	4
the life in	4
by his side	4
limits of the	4
is made of	4
to left and	4
swank of gosh	4
in his hand	4
it is to	4
i dunno wot	4
and we have	4
that it was	4
days gone by	4
like a blessed	4
and at the	4
hark to the	4
glug stood up	4
of a deep	4
a thing that	4
with the rest	4
and round the	4
the man that	4
where the stars	4
in a far	4
you may see	4
let them pass	4
the pits of	4
for in the	4
echoes of the	4
the passing of	4
to love and	4
in the rocks	4
when the wind	4
night by night	4
so far away	4
the gold and	4
not before the	4
gone with cattle	4
for ever and	4
they roam to	4
to those who	4
the mind of	4
afar they roam	4
the wide world	4
with god and	4
the way to	4
one of these	4
when the children	4
know of the	4
like a ghost	4
and i were	4
in which the	4
we used to	4
i cannot bear	4
friend and brother	4
the mountain grass	4
of a dream	4
there are those	4
with french to	4
with the echoes	4
took the track	4
i think of	4
opening of the	4
the terror that	4
i heard the	4
i seemed to	4
eyes to see	4
he was the	4
we reached the	4
of the east	4
can never be	4
the lips that	4
the roaring days	4
we know not	4
with death amongst	4
in the light	4
there was never	4
to the great	4
and the wild	4
wonder if the	4
in the gully	4
sons of the	4
the side of	4
a cry of	4
hand on the	4
the scenes of	4
and the white	4
the trees are	4
they looked for	4
dust and heat	4
his travelling sheep	4
through a mist	4
son of the	4
the way that	4
the fields of	4
prays for watty	4
of moss and	4
the rule of	4
she never said	4
but a glug	4
in the town	4
the dome of	4
of the ocean	4
from heel to	4
to talk about	4
tributary of the	4
wind and wing	4
nothing in the	4
nibs of quog	4
high above the	4
he may be	4
in the mountains	4
twelve years ago	4
and the lone	4
of the mountain	4
on the way	4
and all his	4
a handful of	4
of a gun	4
a life of	4
the hopes that	4
of his life	4
to be seen	4
the shadows of	4
a song in	4
of a glug	4
of the rain	4
the tall trees	4
night and the	4
a son of	4
the olden time	4
on for ever	4
sides of the	4
when the rain	4
the whip and	4
over the hill	4
and fight for	4
it must be	4
boast of the	4
of thunder and	4
no matter how	4
the waves of	4
you sit and	4
the children of	4
to the heart	4
the poets of	4
the bed of	4
live in the	4
but the mayor	4
as if i	4
that he may	4
you hear her	4
the speech of	4
and a whisper	4
to have a	4
smith with his	4
through all the	4
life and love	4
him at home	4
in the shanty	4
day be day	4
have heard the	4
him on the	4
away in the	4
pray for the	4
the bush and	4
little blue wren	4
not of the	4
are like the	4
and the voice	4
beat and the	4
all the flags	4
and the green	4
of the years	4
and the moon	4
let me say	4
are on the	4
i tried to	4
by the creek	4
it is flowing	4
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