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quadgram frequency
smallest of them all19
the smallest of them19
the lonely of heart15
nobody gets old and12
where nobody gets old12
to the tune of12
in the shape of10
the back of the9
a knock at the9
a murmuring in the9
murmuring in the leaves9
in the name of8
lonely of heart is8
at the foot of8
the five little ones8
the end of the8
i should never have8
of heart is withered8
how do you do8
heart is withered away8
at the same time7
knock at the door7
that is to say7
for the blue bird7
what are you doing7
of pyramus and thisbe7
the shape of a7
a tongue that is6
what do you say6
before the curtain representing6
the blue bird is6
the foot of the6
dance upon the mountains6
old and bitter of6
do you see the6
at the end of6
i should like to6
have the blue bird6
the land of memory6
the abode of the6
the matter with them6
they all go out6
the tune of the6
and dance upon the6
for a moment and6
and bitter of tongue6
i want to go6
that the blue bird6
there is nothing to6
of palamon and arcite6
the tricks of the5
the curtain representing the5
blows over the lonely5
the joy of understanding5
and the lonely of5
the top of the5
nothing to do with5
is the happiness of5
the wind blows over5
the song of the5
i do not know5
wind blows out of5
you like to see5
little one go away5
in front of the5
i beg your pardon5
the souls of the5
in the midst of5
the gates of the5
but i also love5
kingdom of the future5
of the gates of5
going up to the5
blows out of the5
the kingdom of the5
the wind blows out5
the happiness of the5
wind blows over the5
would you like to5
by the name of5
of one of the5
what do you think5
out of the gates5
over the lonely of5
do you love me5
from the back of5
i shall always be5
tyltyl but i also5
i have never seen5
the matter with you5
gates of the day5
i am going to5
because your heart is4
faeries dance in a4
let me kiss you4
the child what is4
out on the left4
what have you been4
end of the hall4
at the sight of4
how beautiful it is4
good luck into the4
your heart is old4
for the first time4
go out on the4
how lovely they are4
evil on the house4
what do you mean4
has laughed and murmured4
dance in a place4
the names of the4
run on the top4
and sing of a4
how pretty they are4
fate and time and4
the little blue child4
other end of the4
the child with the4
from right to left4
in the middle of4
the great mendicant and4
is the matter with4
the columns in the4
the middle of the4
that he should be4
the other end of4
gets old and crafty4
me out of this4
i heard a reed4
the door on the4
the beginning of the4
even the old are4
upon the mountains like4
white arms in the4
i want to know4
a reed of coolaney4
the wind has laughed4
laughed and murmured and4
they hear the wind4
tyltyl and mytyl are4
and here is the4
the name of all4
a little queer old4
sing of a land4
feet in a ring4
gets old and godly4
land where even the4
the wise are merry4
where even the old4
while the faeries dance4
top of the dishevelled4
a land where even4
no more do i4
luck into the house4
the mountains like a4
and crafty and wise4
old and godly and4
in a place apart4
i choose this one4
wind has laughed and4
too many of them4
white feet in a4
the old are fair4
mountains like a flame4
child with the melons4
back of the hall4
tricks of the fairy4
on the top of4
columns in the foreground4
we have no time4
are merry of tongue4
arms in the air4
what a lot of4
take me out of4
go out this way4
underneath that greenwood spray4
gets old and bitter4
how old are you4
wise are merry of4
of thomas of erceldoune4
i would like to4
out of this dull4
by the hand and4
the children who are4
of a land where4
but i heard a4
and even the wise4
we shall have to4
would like to dance4
what is the matter4
the faeries dance in4
heard a reed of4
for they hear the4
hear the wind laugh4
reprinted in this book4
reed of coolaney say4
and godly and grave4
even the wise are4
of huon of bordeaux4
and the six girls4
of the four lovers4
and time and change4
they are going to4
tongue that is too4
of the fairy called4
of the knightes tale4
there are too many4
of the dishevelled tide4
there are many more4
a lot of them4
yon is the way4
tyltyl turns the diamond4
and murmured and sung4
tyltyl what do you4
old and crafty and4
i am the joy3
at the back of3
the dog and the3
will go with you3
tyltyl who are those3
mytyl what are those3
you have been very3
time of the day3
are the luxury of3
destiny and the six3
of seeing what is3
i have to say3
in the light of3
going to the great3
what is he saying3
come out of the3
things and the animals3
door on the right3
what am i to3
and murmur and sing3
come and look at3
at the top of3
at the other end3
and the luxury of3
the things and the3
for all your pleasures3
the joy of seeing3
the luxury of understanding3
foot of the cupboard3
mad merry pranks of3
curtain representing the milky3
running barefoot in the3
to the great peasant3
shall always be there3
is nothing to be3
should never have known3
what have you done3
enter tyltyl and light3
the great peasant and3
abode of the ancestors3
not one of those3
one of the children3
for milk and fire3
legend of good women3
grass with your quick3
the mad merry pranks3
the way to heaven3
to do is to3
there was not one3
are you coming with3
goes into the next3
as we shall see3
appears to have been3
there many of them3
sing for all your3
of the fairy queen3
now that we are3
we do not see3
the king of the3
turned himself into a3
abode of the children3
i must kiss you3
alexander teixeira de mattos3
what does that mean3
who is very ill3
i am always the3
but we cannot see3
romance of thomas of3
see that i have3
have nothing to do3
to the temple of3
the palace of night3
the two noble kinsmen3
doubt as to the3
to do with the3
make a ring on3
the face of the3
should never have thought3
what are they doing3
and waters and pale3
the oak is that3
are too many of3
went to the temple3
am very glad to3
the key in the3
to be afraid of3
am i to do3
joy of being just3
the fairy have you3
luxury of understanding nothing3
murmur and sing of3
how nice he looks3
milk and fire upon3
representing the milky way3
the joy of being3
the right to choose3
glad to see you3
do what you will3
it is too late3
we have to do3
happiness of running barefoot3
you will no longer3
i am very glad3
each other by the3
of ogier the dane3
laugh and murmur and3
of orpheus and eurydice3
an end of it3
dog and the cat3
up from the back3
the first child i3
coming out of the3
i will give you3
am the joy of3
are there many of3
back of the halls3
have fallen from the3
to the next door3
the soul of sugar3
on the third day3
legend of pyramus and3
between the columns in3
have no time to3
the end of time3
in the form of3
am always the same3
joy of maternal love3
in the forest and3
the midst of them3
from the table and3
on a may eve3
the legend of pyramus3
of them there are3
going to the next3
the six girls and3
i shall be the3
in his arms and3
how good it is3
take a few steps3
and clasping his knees3
as soon as you3
not blame her greatly3
on the left is3
the romance of thomas3
the luxury of being3
the opening of the3
than the eagle cock3
fairy mythology of shakespeare3
song of the nightingales3
got the blue bird3
push back the door3
seest thou now yon3
in a sort of3
see nothing at all3
merry pranks of robin3
and look at the3
he has put on3
that you are not3
i also love the3
i will go with3
waters and pale lights3
with your quick measures3
joy of seeing what3
at the bottom of3
we are going to3
must be one of3
do not blame her3
i should think so3
and turn the sapphire3
do you recognise me3
of the blue bird3
barefoot in the dew3
out his hand to3
queen of the fairies3
have you been doing3
the king and queen3
until the end of3
the wind laugh and3
story of palamon and3
i quite agree with3
the soul of the3
we are very happy3
seeing what is beautiful3
fairy king and queen3
another little one go3
the name of philostrate3
pranks of robin good3
when i went away3
in the blue bird3
into the next room3
the story of palamon3
is the joy of3
bread i quite agree3
into the power of3
we cannot see beyond3
the left is the3
and the little ones3
i told you so3
wind laugh and murmur3
as we have seen3
i will go and3
of running barefoot in3
that he could not3
key in the lock3
plot of the four3
may be seen in3
nothing to be done3
what we have to3
how beautiful she is3
do you think of3
thought of calvary trouble2
made an end of2
puts her arms about2
she came near i2
tire of winds and2
or had my father2
how did you get2
thin knuckles on the2
let no thought of2
tyltyl i tell you2
a fly dancing in2
we do not know2
which closes again behind2
i never saw her2
of the very hand2
knocking at the door2
i will instruct you2
the good people by2
that all things trouble2
are the happiness of2
what is in here2
at the siege of2
heavens above us like2
spirit still walk by2
who is the ruler2
i have told you2
looking for the blue2
what i have to2
neighbours and were glad2
the knives and spread2
when i will and2
who ride the winds2
well how calling the2
edge of a forest2
of the children the2
age bring the red2
of the closed shutters2
with the story of2
a pimple on her2
her parents are to2
little round of deeds2
from the waste beyond2
round of deeds and2
abroad in the boisterous2
produced at a time2
the young must sigh2
have said wicked things2
the sources and analogues2
come out for a2
a king of ireland2
to the good i2
up my last days2
i am no such2
that she is waiting2
you coming with us2
curtain act v scene2
warm heart for ever2
women leave old paths2
by and they grew2
go with the children2
went by and they2
the cross will keep2
old way through love2
i keep you in2
and dream and hope2
a score of times2
heart that was most2
idle when i will2
a little old woman2
opens and discloses the2
week to clover hill2
of a man turned2
glad that i was2
the curtain parts and2
since you have come2
fallen from the celtic2
it through the door2
it is just possible2
enraptured quiet of the2
the young are idle2
the freedom i have2
second child i shall2
and dew with no2
out of the cold2
am no such thing2
will trip it up2
came near i thought2
other by the hand2
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them for a moment2
is it my fault2
godly and too grave2
of no common rate2
and at his departure2
makes the world go2
of every pretty face2
the end of which2
over much at all2
for me and for2
how happy i feel2
were not made by2
out of the very2
are so young and2
the grove where palamon2
to himself and to2
are you doing here2
dying embers of a2
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evil upon the house2
light they are the2
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one with the other2
the house that gives2
since the beginning of2
grow like the rest2
would be no use2
of fire and dew2
looking at the wall2
one of the many2
but now the indissoluble2
six girls and destiny2
what are you reading2
with ribbons on your2
hundred acres of good2
is to be their2
the mysteries of love2
like their neighbours and2
point of the story2
want to go home2
we should never be2
the great ancestor but2
but the lawless angels2
i want to stay2
that they will not2
give you a kiss2
folk like us would2
lay the knives and2
when she came near2
tricks in this manner2
himself like to the2
you are so young2
see what you do2
the great ancestor and2
in the kingdom of2
which man does not2
alone in the world2
the name of your2
you some new milk2
the reeds and the2
biggest luxuries of the2
she knows no better2
love and my captivity2
they are the children2
for poor folk like2
you grow like the2
beginning of the world2
in a conciliatory tone2
heart with merry words2
come the wrecked angels2
king and queen of2
when you know her2
listen to her dreamy2
have you had enough2
have power until the2
is the best of2
and for my pranks2
classical story of orpheus2
the priest and lets2
cannot know how naughty2
that old book down2
care i how fair2
smoke coiling from the2
boy could blarney him2
kind tongue too full2
in the morning he2
on the wall hangs2
my need doth make2
go out by the2
of the sky with2
opening of the knightes2
the first fytte is2
right at the back2
to open the door2
i take this one2
for i have never2
there never was such2
of winds and waters2
bed and dream and2
not made by rats2
the tongue and face2
lawless angels see that2
of the chamber to2
them with light hopes2
and the happiness of2
shuddering and half joyous2
come into this barony2
when you are not2
tyltyl what is that2
down beside me here2
and if you promise2
the stage remains empty2
the light of the2
her by the hand2
proofing methods and tools2
such angels knock upon2
and wrangle over butter2
always the most beautiful2
milk is ready now2
makers and the like2
mummy tyl what are2
the biggest luxuries of2
shaped himself like to2
returns with the honey2
all kinds of ribbons2
of the one crucified2
has put on the2
i will undertake to2
light what is it2
which were not made2
the slender weed that2
and all the nine2
do it on purpose2
the dear name of2
we have done what2
hope must fall from2
the holy martyrs and2
this loving couple to2
but in no way2
her in out of2
how fair she be2
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crucifix and shrieks and2
is what i have2
upon the next scene2
is an improved edition2
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i seem to recognise2
in the dewy shadow2
to the hour for2
stay with my little2
too godly and too2
take him for a2
know what they are2
have all the freedom2
to see you smile2
is the great joy2
fairy on the contrary2
curtain representing the edge2
one of the windows2
all kinds of evil2
what care i how2
i will see that2
of weddings and of2
who died and rose2
bring good luck into2
the blue bird and2
an orator making a2
mother was quite cross2
is a serious moment2
sees the crucifix and2
work as some do2
may have all kinds2
great mendicant and the2
i shall have to2
so nimbly do we2
you like me to2
or where stars walk2
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tune of the jovial2
call me by the2
do they go out2
smile watching it crumble2
them must drive through2
you would have it2
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the blessed quicken wood2
and it may be2
the door of the2
of the son of2
walk in the night2
the light wind blowing2
should not fill your2
to the two children2
the world and who2
tongues bring no captivity2
out of the window2
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a cloudy blossoming of2
i was courteous to2
or the light wind2
from the bridge by2
wise because your heart2
it is time to2
of your own heart2
we shall have a2
eleventh and twelfth centuries2
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the chief of the2
it seems to me2
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the interior of a2
a way none trod2
and cover it out2
away where nobody can2
many a dream and2
die for half a2
through many a dream2
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still walk by my2
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himself and to the2
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to the dresser and2
the luxury of satisfied2
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little good he got2
there is also a2
out by the window2
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the branch of blessed2
to dance with them2
i will and idle2
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this mighty spirit alone2
as an epithet of2
tyltyl what is it2
will keep all harm2
little man with the2
from maddening freedom and2
stage remains empty for2
came last week to2
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never have known you2
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the palace of happiness2
ride upon the winds2
the whole of the2
beheld that lady gay2
if i may say2
the wind is blowing2
naughty your words are2
shyly at the priest2
to talk wickedly of2
away your dreams of2
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the children of the2
that i have not2
tune of what care2
you do their work2
the one of the2
has a pimple on2
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the nuptials of theseus2
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of drowsy love and2
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by alexander teixeira de2
interior of a wood2
when i am dead2
future in the blue2
king of the three2
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to shawn and you2
the threshold of the2
refuge with the miseries2
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to the winter of2
in the county of2
is too crafty and2
and out of his2
light not at all2
could make you ride2
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some other girls restless2
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your heart with dreams2
of this warm little2
have been very good2
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is that of the2
from head to foot2
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children who are to2
my wife a bit2
i am on earth2
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the blue bird a2
the candles that i2
the grass with your2
she is still there2
who goes with them2
hopes and heavy dreams2
work when i will2
wrecked angels and set2
i find a slut2
as best he can2
for old bridget there2
in love with mortals2
creed concerning supernatural beings2
in the eleventh and2
has nothing to do2
goes with them must2
dresser and fills a2
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moans had she to2
that will teach you2
the child what does2
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and crowd the enraptured2
the red flare again2
that was most proud2
methods and tools were2
often lie awake thinking2
everything in the world2
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two gentlemen of verona2
the fairy on the2
bridget gives her more2
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to him all the2
near i thought i2
the edge of a2
music blowing in the2
when god shall fight2
comes knocking with thin2
quite cross before you2
recessed fireplace containing the2
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the great mendicant i2
your dreams of discontent2
the queen of the2
the shutters and the2
it is not easy2
into a common light2
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change done well for2
get into the tap2
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to dance now i2
the one with the2
the romance of huon2
the very hand of2
more bread and honey2
little bird with silver2
he who died and2
bruin opens it and2
young and tender stalk2
i would never have2
as you shall hear2
bait them with light2
luxury of satisfied vanity2
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him in this manner2
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out of the dawn2
the door at the2
when but the moons2
messengers for milk and2
now the indissoluble sacrament2
the door is closed2
all the freedom i2
holding each other by2
a may eve like2
then i would mould2
are more light than2
the fire to warm2
of a king of2
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half awake and half2
moons of marriage dawn2
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to right and left2
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is lit only by2
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the dresser and fills2
bring the red flare2
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that you must leave2
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poor attire into the2
me not to talk2
woman dressed in green2
well fitted for poor2
do not blame me2
both the tongue and2
may have been taken2
old age and wisdom2
for we who ride2
not catch the one2
i will sing for2
stands on one side2
much as i could2
that fell from thisbe2
battle and hack them2
of this dull house2
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do you know them2
all things trouble your2
is a right good2
make them come here2
different when you know2
i will go take2
and closes the door2
dancing in a beam2
ii outside the door2
rolled up like a2
until the reeds and2
time and change done2
ugly thing on the2
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all the candles that2
by the white phantom2
the tune of broom2
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the depths of the2
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tops of dewy grass2
the oldest thing under2
is more and more2
i would have you2
mine to give it2
like us would never2
from rage and thee2
them a great pitched2
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be rolled up like2
the time of the2
day their power is2
without taking another step2
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it out of sight2
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in the course of2
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no longer hear me2
title which may be2
the blue bird may2
you light up my2
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i believe they have2
like an orator making2
have been waiting for2
the heads of the2
cloudy blossoming of hair2
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queen of the amazons2
in the world to2
you cannot know how2
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as much as i2
ebook was one of2
the ruler of the2
for half a score2
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shall fight with them2
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or talking of them2
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in our blessed faith2
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that lieth over yon2
the hearts of birds2
the daughter of the2
are only waiting for2
her read a book2
king of the fairies2
coiling from the fire2
that is the image2
has been unable to2
watching it crumble away2
ride abroad in the2
want to go away2
professor child points out2
calvary trouble the morning2
half blue and half2
i would ride with2
shrewd and knavish sprite2
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of the story which2
part from these poor2
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who know everything and2
book down out of2
the dying embers of2
the colleen to put2
have a hundred acres2
tyltyl and pauline still2
have to do now2
or even lay the2
up at dawn like2
ribbons for her head2
the county of sligo2
my father told me2
the one i want2
the nine angelic hierarchies2
these are too old2
i shall see you2
the top of his2
taking advantage of the2
restless and ill at2
them to the children2
up all the room2
have not fate and2
angels and the saints2
sent my messengers for2
hands to see you2
waste beyond his peace2
from the mysteries of2
talk of something else2
boisterous night like you2
things trouble your bright2
for i have run2
sleeping at the foot2
you upon the wind2
did but the lawless2
just a year ago2
out of the ground2
not the same thing2
handfull of gladsome verses2
sight and out of2
his hand to tyltyl2
clinging mortal hope must2
said wicked things to2
brought you some new2
i saw you last2
him who is the2
no use asking her2
moves out of a2
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