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quadgram | frequency |
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there was an old | 39 |
was an old man | 30 |
the ahkond of swat | 26 |
they went to sea | 18 |
to sea in a | 17 |
sea in a sieve | 16 |
there was a young | 16 |
an old man of | 15 |
went to sea in | 15 |
man in the moon | 12 |
their heads are green | 12 |
and they went to | 12 |
where the jumblies live | 12 |
and a pound of | 12 |
lands where the jumblies | 12 |
the lands where the | 12 |
are the lands where | 12 |
their hands are blue | 12 |
and their hands are | 12 |
a pound of cheese | 10 |
and eggs and a | 10 |
walrus and the carpenter | 10 |
eggs and a pound | 10 |
an old man who | 10 |
butter and eggs and | 10 |
fellow and tutor of | 10 |
edward lear there was | 10 |
the walrus and the | 9 |
the man in the | 9 |
lear there was an | 9 |
an old person of | 8 |
jug without a handle | 8 |
there was a little | 8 |
they roused him with | 8 |
with an introduction by | 8 |
one of the most | 8 |
the middle of the | 8 |
in the middle of | 8 |
was an old person | 8 |
may be yours again | 7 |
put women in trust | 7 |
a young lady of | 7 |
what do you think | 7 |
i may be yours | 7 |
be kind to the | 7 |
women in trust and | 7 |
the story of the | 7 |
i can tell you | 7 |
then put women in | 7 |
was a young lady | 7 |
his majesty the wallypug | 7 |
in trust and confidence | 7 |
hunting of the snark | 7 |
to the history of | 6 |
i said it in | 6 |
the hunting of the | 6 |
my fancy painted him | 6 |
children sing her jubilee | 6 |
thou hast well drunken | 6 |
the early pumpkins blow | 6 |
was a young man | 6 |
here is the tale | 6 |
who has no toes | 6 |
old man who said | 6 |
where the early pumpkins | 6 |
there once was a | 6 |
by the author of | 6 |
in a sieve they | 6 |
that is to say | 6 |
pobble who has no | 6 |
the wallypug of why | 6 |
all my fancy painted | 6 |
a romance of the | 6 |
little heap of stones | 6 |
was a little girl | 5 |
moonlike ore the hazure | 5 |
ore the hazure seas | 5 |
to the thundering tone | 5 |
the shade of the | 5 |
the owl and the | 5 |
like to the thundering | 5 |
of one of the | 5 |
and every one said | 5 |
and general mary jane | 5 |
in the life of | 5 |
a good deal of | 5 |
three acres of land | 5 |
he thought he saw | 5 |
in the shade of | 5 |
for the use of | 5 |
the wallypug in london | 5 |
of the moolla of | 5 |
when moonlike ore the | 5 |
owl and the pussy | 5 |
the mayor of scuttleton | 5 |
in these lonesome ribs | 5 |
to the present day | 5 |
the pobble who has | 5 |
the hills of the | 5 |
quoth the blue fly | 5 |
a great deal of | 5 |
for the garish eye | 5 |
and found it was | 5 |
the moolla of kotal | 5 |
sing for the garish | 5 |
singing in the amfalula | 5 |
passages for unseen translation | 5 |
his majesty and the | 4 |
a history of the | 4 |
between a alegaiter and | 4 |
simon and uncle jim | 4 |
lewis carroll the walrus | 4 |
his shoes were far | 4 |
middle of the woods | 4 |
sieve they went to | 4 |
ballade of the nurserie | 4 |
old man of st | 4 |
his majesty and suite | 4 |
cock and the bull | 4 |
it was arranged that | 4 |
the wreck of the | 4 |
on the oxford carrier | 4 |
the rollicking mastodon over | 4 |
of the jubilee cup | 4 |
of the mountains brown | 4 |
carpenter said nothing but | 4 |
i love but thee | 4 |
life of my uncle | 4 |
sangfroid of baby bunting | 4 |
death of a mad | 4 |
and i am a | 4 |
the blowens cop the | 4 |
lieutenant of his band | 4 |
a kind of king | 4 |
key issued as above | 4 |
martin luther at potsdam | 4 |
of a mad dog | 4 |
and all night long | 4 |
the carpenter said nothing | 4 |
lovers and a reflection | 4 |
to the literature of | 4 |
the slithy toves did | 4 |
seats of the mighty | 4 |
all mimsy were the | 4 |
the young man said | 4 |
the life of my | 4 |
of the julie plante | 4 |
papers in miscellaneous grammar | 4 |
and the mome raths | 4 |
mastodon over in spain | 4 |
majesty the wallypug of | 4 |
the death of a | 4 |
singular sangfroid of baby | 4 |
there was a monkey | 4 |
mimsy were the borogoves | 4 |
it soon came in | 4 |
what is called the | 4 |
the story of prince | 4 |
the coast of coromandel | 4 |
with the exception of | 4 |
slithy toves did gyre | 4 |
of the chankly bore | 4 |
uncle simon and uncle | 4 |
as for my hair | 4 |
but i can tell | 4 |
a alegaiter and a | 4 |
the lieutenant of his | 4 |
a person of quality | 4 |
and why the sea | 4 |
collusion between a alegaiter | 4 |
to the human heart | 4 |
uprising see the fitful | 4 |
wreck of the julie | 4 |
toves did gyre and | 4 |
green graves of balgowrie | 4 |
laye of ye woodpeckore | 4 |
of the wild huntsman | 4 |
found it was a | 4 |
ballad of the jubilee | 4 |
and be my wife | 4 |
moorlands of the not | 4 |
prince of i dreamt | 4 |
a moment or two | 4 |
bird is singing in | 4 |
story of prince agib | 4 |
the prince of i | 4 |
fast upon his shell | 4 |
a sieve they went | 4 |
shoes were far too | 4 |
blowens cop the lot | 4 |
and the slithy toves | 4 |
shade of the mountains | 4 |
the water it soon | 4 |
lines to a young | 4 |
is singing in the | 4 |
the mome raths outgrabe | 4 |
water it soon came | 4 |
of baiting the lion | 4 |
the moon is up | 4 |
gimble in the wabe | 4 |
alegaiter and a water | 4 |
and gimble in the | 4 |
to do was to | 4 |
on the subject of | 4 |
story of the wild | 4 |
such a funny thing | 4 |
carroll the walrus and | 4 |
incidents in the life | 4 |
by a person of | 4 |
holding fast upon his | 4 |
booze and the blowens | 4 |
did gyre and gimble | 4 |
never heard of such | 4 |
there was a frog | 4 |
dirge of the moolla | 4 |
ode to the human | 4 |
what the prince of | 4 |
the sign of the | 4 |
we have sailed many | 4 |
elegy on the death | 4 |
on the death of | 4 |
miscellaneous grammar and idioms | 4 |
the lady jingly jones | 4 |
heard of such a | 4 |
i felt sure that | 4 |
and the blowens cop | 4 |
hills of the chankly | 4 |
the rest of the | 4 |
and this was odd | 4 |
come and be my | 4 |
examination papers in miscellaneous | 4 |
in miscellaneous grammar and | 4 |
famous ballad of the | 4 |
why the sea is | 4 |
thought he saw a | 4 |
see the fitful lark | 4 |
the duchess of mortlake | 4 |
lines by a person | 4 |
rollicking mastodon over in | 4 |
of my uncle arly | 4 |
gyre and gimble in | 4 |
to a young lady | 4 |
were far too tight | 4 |
and they ride me | 3 |
a few minutes later | 3 |
by a fond lover | 3 |
song on king william | 3 |
song by a lunatic | 3 |
rather have ears than | 3 |
pantheism in a nutshell | 3 |
a small boy of | 3 |
in the river his | 3 |
lewis carroll the hunting | 3 |
my room had a | 3 |
story of pyramid thothmes | 3 |
old person of wick | 3 |
i got up and | 3 |
see a mouse catch | 3 |
did you see the | 3 |
old person of ware | 3 |
man with a beard | 3 |
his head in a | 3 |
the sorrows of werther | 3 |
to animals wherever you | 3 |
a state of things | 3 |
the colleges of oxford | 3 |
an introduction to the | 3 |
i am a doggerel | 3 |
on concert platforms he | 3 |
of the dukedom of | 3 |
ballad of high endeavor | 3 |
the moon has a | 3 |
all i have to | 3 |
he did his very | 3 |
a goose ring a | 3 |
the famous ballad of | 3 |
waiting for it to | 3 |
hare chase a hound | 3 |
she sat with her | 3 |
see a man in | 3 |
a sheep shearing corn | 3 |
found in a deserted | 3 |
was the middle of | 3 |
fall of the roman | 3 |
in the moon has | 3 |
the duke of fife | 3 |
and some of us | 3 |
on the following day | 3 |
is a kind of | 3 |
that the wallypug and | 3 |
to steer them and | 3 |
an inquiry into the | 3 |
general mary jane was | 3 |
times to the present | 3 |
book is full of | 3 |
the dukedom of portsea | 3 |
am a doggerel bard | 3 |
that i should have | 3 |
are you going to | 3 |
only have to steer | 3 |
green and their hands | 3 |
it was the middle | 3 |
i see a sheep | 3 |
when he had finished | 3 |
the rhymester and a | 3 |
a little heap of | 3 |
are green and their | 3 |
drive the cows to | 3 |
that sort of thing | 3 |
a short history of | 3 |
wallie and pinkie jane | 3 |
a rasping voice to | 3 |
but charlotte corday came | 3 |
wherever you may be | 3 |
dost thou remember jeames | 3 |
end of his nose | 3 |
he might be seen | 3 |
carroll the hunting of | 3 |
said it was a | 3 |
eve appeared upon the | 3 |
to be congratulated on | 3 |
have ears than a | 3 |
the fall of the | 3 |
old man of leghorn | 3 |
ye laye of ye | 3 |
by the side of | 3 |
hymn to the sunrise | 3 |
he shoots a bear | 3 |
see a goose ring | 3 |
willie and wallie and | 3 |
awfully sad when it | 3 |
i only have to | 3 |
on our way home | 3 |
fellow of trinity college | 3 |
he could get no | 3 |
and the man in | 3 |
and went to sleep | 3 |
rasping voice to persons | 3 |
cruise of the p | 3 |
a series of books | 3 |
the centre of the | 3 |
sonnet found in a | 3 |
she has no time | 3 |
and wallie and pinkie | 3 |
i see a mouse | 3 |
goose ring a hog | 3 |
small boy of quebec | 3 |
they ride me everywheres | 3 |
lines by a fond | 3 |
the art of war | 3 |
have to steer them | 3 |
i see a goose | 3 |
kind to animals wherever | 3 |
as with my hat | 3 |
old person of woking | 3 |
have fingers than toes | 3 |
i did not realize | 3 |
sat with her hands | 3 |
they hoist me up | 3 |
the seats of the | 3 |
the singular sangfroid of | 3 |
of the most interesting | 3 |
lines to miss florence | 3 |
old man in a | 3 |
on the edge of | 3 |
the end of his | 3 |
heads are green and | 3 |
and i know a | 3 |
of such a thing | 3 |
young lady of milton | 3 |
what do you mean | 3 |
majesty and the others | 3 |
intent to right her | 3 |
the most interesting and | 3 |
out of the room | 3 |
steer them and they | 3 |
he raised a rasping | 3 |
lines by a medium | 3 |
it and put it | 3 |
get rid of him | 3 |
ears than a nose | 3 |
he offered to tell | 3 |
me up the stairs | 3 |
when eve appeared upon | 3 |
said to his man | 3 |
appeared upon the scene | 3 |
an old man in | 3 |
see a hare chase | 3 |
fear that i should | 3 |
a man who turnips | 3 |
story of cruel psamtek | 3 |
higher pantheism in a | 3 |
voice to persons who | 3 |
if a man who | 3 |
always kind to animals | 3 |
to persons who his | 3 |
sad when it goes | 3 |
i wish that my | 3 |
i see a hare | 3 |
of the roman empire | 3 |
up and down the | 3 |
join in the chorus | 3 |
it is a very | 3 |
raised a rasping voice | 3 |
as soon as the | 3 |
the wallypug and his | 3 |
at the sign of | 3 |
song of the screw | 3 |
old man who supposed | 3 |
martin said to his | 3 |
to the hills of | 3 |
a sieve and a | 3 |
she blow some more | 3 |
persons who his view | 3 |
and tutor of wadham | 3 |
man in a tree | 3 |
odd to a krokis | 3 |
hoist me up the | 3 |
with the assistance of | 3 |
the history of the | 3 |
author of the dukedom | 3 |
man who turnips cries | 3 |
that my room had | 3 |
was a small boy | 3 |
see a sheep shearing | 3 |
is all i have | 3 |
sign of the lark | 3 |
be awfully sad when | 3 |
but his shoes were | 3 |
be always kind to | 3 |
to get rid of | 3 |
came to the door | 3 |
give me a letter | 3 |
a mouse catch the | 3 |
charlotte corday came along | 3 |
a hare chase a | 3 |
animals wherever you may | 3 |
arranged according to subjects | 3 |
some verses to snaix | 3 |
him on the head | 3 |
thanked him much for | 3 |
the cows to roost | 3 |
has no time to | 3 |
in what is called | 3 |
mouse catch the cat | 3 |
on king william iii | 3 |
an elegy on the | 3 |
martin to his man | 3 |
them and they ride | 3 |
commonly known as lord | 3 |
a man in the | 3 |
and as for my | 3 |
i think that he | 3 |
in spite of all | 3 |
the cock and the | 3 |
with all his might | 3 |
to miss florence huntingdon | 3 |
the perhapness of the | 3 |
there was a small | 3 |
gentle alice brown w | 3 |
such is he who | 3 |
in the county of | 3 |
i see a man | 3 |
a long piece of | 3 |
best to make the | 3 |
i was obliged to | 3 |
who his view obstructed | 3 |
his majesty at the | 3 |
nothing of the sort | 3 |
rather have fingers than | 3 |
wish that my room | 3 |
perhapness of the improbable | 3 |
moment or two afterwards | 3 |
piece of news will | 2 |
gallop a dreary dun | 2 |
my uncle arly edward | 2 |
she knew she might | 2 |
like a coat that | 2 |
was an old stupid | 2 |
brown bestowed her pretty | 2 |
out one day to | 2 |
buy you the creature | 2 |
worthy pastor heaved a | 2 |
erasmus and the humanists | 2 |
winked upon a sorter | 2 |
state of things which | 2 |
a letter or not | 2 |
of the woods lived | 2 |
it constantly carries about | 2 |
and shook his heavy | 2 |
could it all mean | 2 |
guilty of a weakness | 2 |
its habit of getting | 2 |
the times of india | 2 |
interesting and important collection | 2 |
all their friends could | 2 |
once was an old | 2 |
he muffled up his | 2 |
hand on the promising | 2 |
on the promising young | 2 |
whatever have you been | 2 |
do these little things | 2 |
a history of egypt | 2 |
neighborhood have nothing to | 2 |
four larks and a | 2 |
there once was an | 2 |
since it has been | 2 |
of the book is | 2 |
the billows smooth and | 2 |
i am going to | 2 |
would be hard to | 2 |
and forty bottles of | 2 |
not even a shriek | 2 |
swat bury the great | 2 |
i wish that i | 2 |
sea was wet as | 2 |
sensitive to epithets like | 2 |
was a number of | 2 |
her mother was a | 2 |
light of the moon | 2 |
and burbled as it | 2 |
and when the sieve | 2 |
and has the measles | 2 |
by the hour from | 2 |
your chairs and candle | 2 |
whether pigs have wings | 2 |
girl of new york | 2 |
laugh in her sleeve | 2 |
the cook was dutch | 2 |
why he put the | 2 |
it needs a doctor | 2 |
be seen in any | 2 |
ballads of the brave | 2 |
needs a doctor for | 2 |
out to see if | 2 |
misrepresentative men by harry | 2 |
i was thinking of | 2 |
and winnie lord tennyson | 2 |
the turtle swiftly go | 2 |
was a gay damsel | 2 |
the human heart laman | 2 |
the duke of wellington | 2 |
may hunt it with | 2 |
luther at potsdam barry | 2 |
her dairy peter newell | 2 |
of letters ever published | 2 |
when he saw us | 2 |
and pickles and figs | 2 |
oxford carrier john milton | 2 |
silent sea fled the | 2 |
take them in order | 2 |
calm and silent sea | 2 |
oyster looked at him | 2 |
the lion owen seaman | 2 |
to say that he | 2 |
may fondly love a | 2 |
to walk across a | 2 |
with special reference to | 2 |
a word he said | 2 |
to a small tobacco | 2 |
as sit him in | 2 |
knew so criminal a | 2 |
is what you speak | 2 |
the gunner we had | 2 |
terror of a small | 2 |
complained that she never | 2 |
he from the water | 2 |
that is all i | 2 |
and with its head | 2 |
were no birds to | 2 |
head so large doth | 2 |
shed a bitter tear | 2 |
father william you are | 2 |
they had gone i | 2 |
a deserted mad house | 2 |
rested he by the | 2 |
my jones more dorkings | 2 |
across a bridge i | 2 |
on this coast so | 2 |
a letter addressed to | 2 |
the silent roaring ocean | 2 |
of all unhappy sinners | 2 |
young lady edward lear | 2 |
old man of lyme | 2 |
to the calm and | 2 |
it would be grand | 2 |
a man and kept | 2 |
way on toasted pigs | 2 |
write it with pain | 2 |
little corals for to | 2 |
sieve to sail so | 2 |
seen in any weather | 2 |
i never knew so | 2 |
be your wife most | 2 |
talk of many things | 2 |
ocean did the turtle | 2 |
five unmistakable marks by | 2 |
old stupid who wrote | 2 |
with mustard and cress | 2 |
my jug without a | 2 |
that lady never go | 2 |
from the works of | 2 |
that coast of coromandel | 2 |
muffled up his anger | 2 |
of news will pain | 2 |
we have hardly a | 2 |
the slippery slopes of | 2 |
those that have whiskers | 2 |
a capital ship for | 2 |
she mourns for the | 2 |
so much care for | 2 |
it will carry and | 2 |
the promising young robber | 2 |
toasted pigs and pickles | 2 |
never knew so criminal | 2 |
to the western sea | 2 |
a handle still she | 2 |
weary of my life | 2 |
kindness to animals j | 2 |
warbled a moony song | 2 |
it was not a | 2 |
the shorter latin primer | 2 |
little oysters stood and | 2 |
on the plains of | 2 |
timid hortense peter newell | 2 |
for me to do | 2 |
a still suburban square | 2 |
pepper and vinegar besides | 2 |
it down with a | 2 |
him how his daughter | 2 |
and all the people | 2 |
of quality alexander pope | 2 |
ganging doon the burn | 2 |
the crew of the | 2 |
so rested he by | 2 |
for me so singularly | 2 |
the trail of the | 2 |
all you had to | 2 |
it about with a | 2 |
could be happy with | 2 |
when the sieve turned | 2 |
sycophantic fox and the | 2 |
to a little heap | 2 |
four times as big | 2 |
the auld wife the | 2 |
next will be right | 2 |
in order to see | 2 |
has faded from its | 2 |
who was buried in | 2 |
sits the lady jingly | 2 |
a beautiful young gentleman | 2 |
other end of the | 2 |
a sorter in the | 2 |
there he heard a | 2 |
birk and the broom | 2 |
say some are boojums | 2 |
my hat upon my | 2 |
a boil on his | 2 |
dutch and behaved as | 2 |
the use of his | 2 |
blue moonshine francis g | 2 |
of the booming gale | 2 |
in yucatan who bought | 2 |
there was a knock | 2 |
for an ocean trip | 2 |
of why and suite | 2 |
is at the door | 2 |
might be seen in | 2 |
its head he went | 2 |
the way of the | 2 |
lecture on the perhapness | 2 |
a man who said | 2 |
and at the same | 2 |
her grace the duchess | 2 |
the eldest oyster looked | 2 |
words i needs must | 2 |
his anger pretty well | 2 |
we be trotting home | 2 |
his cowl upon his | 2 |
archimedes charles battell loomis | 2 |
will nab this gay | 2 |
time the manxome foe | 2 |
an aunt in yucatan | 2 |
but bonaparte buckingham bunting | 2 |
nautical pride we laid | 2 |
social questions of to | 2 |
until at length good | 2 |
get home all right | 2 |
did his very best | 2 |
too tight in the | 2 |
a little burglary and | 2 |
went for by calves | 2 |
my father and mother | 2 |
you see on his | 2 |
sad story he offered | 2 |
when she looks upon | 2 |
seek it with care | 2 |
little sins were carefully | 2 |
holding out his hand | 2 |
the wallypug was greatly | 2 |
found a letter addressed | 2 |
heard a lady talking | 2 |
alice was a pious | 2 |
me away to the | 2 |
not call him names | 2 |
going out with the | 2 |
rested on a rock | 2 |
this book deals with | 2 |
before she went to | 2 |
i could realize what | 2 |
of wordsworth catharine m | 2 |
we sail away with | 2 |
to which he has | 2 |
wallypug goes to windsor | 2 |
way of the mire | 2 |
those that have feathers | 2 |
of getting up late | 2 |
shining on the sea | 2 |
to our great relief | 2 |
before i could realize | 2 |
door was partially closed | 2 |
and warbled a moony | 2 |
to the catacombs of | 2 |
but some very large | 2 |
my recollectest thoughts charles | 2 |
afraid of falling off | 2 |
more settled in her | 2 |
them by the hour | 2 |
of the largest size | 2 |
thought it best to | 2 |
of disgust upon her | 2 |
baby for the coral | 2 |
on the morning of | 2 |
all the worldly goods | 2 |
with one of his | 2 |
on the point of | 2 |
with only a beautiful | 2 |
in a sieve to | 2 |
things for me so | 2 |
serene would be my | 2 |
the day before christmas | 2 |
large rats ate his | 2 |
you were not quite | 2 |
never hope to see | 2 |
us are out of | 2 |
views of life are | 2 |
said wisdom to folly | 2 |
of ruthless rhymes for | 2 |
when the weather had | 2 |
is its fondness for | 2 |
shun the frumious bandersnatch | 2 |
beyond the bay of | 2 |
and dines on the | 2 |
thoughtful liberality i never | 2 |
to his majesty the | 2 |
while she reads them | 2 |
the jabberwock with eyes | 2 |
and your jug without | 2 |
very best to make | 2 |
it was glorious weather | 2 |
this foolish book of | 2 |
and fast they came | 2 |
chance of a snark | 2 |
a song on king | 2 |
there was a lot | 2 |
cowl upon his crown | 2 |
street door was partially | 2 |
took me aboard of | 2 |
upon young shoulders we | 2 |
beware the jubjub bird | 2 |
how wise we are | 2 |
the street door was | 2 |
old heads upon young | 2 |
was most unfortunate that | 2 |
do no manner of | 2 |
flighty in your mind | 2 |
to pass that way | 2 |
figs and gummery bread | 2 |
gay damsel of lynn | 2 |
else he will not | 2 |
never saw a purple | 2 |
a rage chastise it | 2 |
rats ate his coats | 2 |
getting to be quite | 2 |
that i should be | 2 |
what i can do | 2 |
i wish you were | 2 |
and nothing could they | 2 |
are plentiful and cheap | 2 |
royal way on toasted | 2 |
there was a princess | 2 |
for i caught him | 2 |
where the poohpooh smiles | 2 |
i would be your | 2 |
baker had fainted away | 2 |
and excitedly tingled his | 2 |
to carry it to | 2 |
an introduction by e | 2 |
old thing in f | 2 |
how happy we are | 2 |
does he wear a | 2 |
was a pretty state | 2 |
they fastened it down | 2 |
in my last book | 2 |
sylvie and bruno lewis | 2 |
with sobs and tears | 2 |
cosmo monkhouse there once | 2 |
shall carry to the | 2 |
i have envy of | 2 |
am tired of living | 2 |
yucatan who bought a | 2 |
see if i could | 2 |
grew and it grew | 2 |
you could not see | 2 |
collection of letters ever | 2 |
coast so wild and | 2 |
that futile old gentleman | 2 |
of various articles in | 2 |
you do these little | 2 |
feel inclined to get | 2 |
yak can be got | 2 |
and forged a little | 2 |
carry it to the | 2 |
they set him conundrums | 2 |
to her dorking hens | 2 |
and not from fashion | 2 |
was a girl of | 2 |
would be your wife | 2 |
that it was not | 2 |
had a pleasant run | 2 |
the bay of gurtle | 2 |
as well as a | 2 |
and you ought to | 2 |
was shining on the | 2 |
fall when she looks | 2 |
heard to say that | 2 |
feature of the book | 2 |
that the wallypug was | 2 |
the sea should not | 2 |
flies into a rage | 2 |
her dorking hens she | 2 |
as big as the | 2 |
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william you are old | 2 |
kind and tender to | 2 |
length he sat up | 2 |
so wild and shingly | 2 |
and he has winked | 2 |
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so much as a | 2 |
wet as wet could | 2 |
young man who was | 2 |
the teeth of the | 2 |
the names of the | 2 |
circum urgebant gyros gimbiculosque | 2 |
if it was done | 2 |
i have helped mamma | 2 |
will pain your worthy | 2 |
what would become of | 2 |
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him in a gay | 2 |
roused him with jam | 2 |
were not quite so | 2 |
picture of how people | 2 |
she thought the sun | 2 |
is one of the | 2 |
these were all his | 2 |
and he charged me | 2 |
had got no business | 2 |
to leave the oyster | 2 |
industrial history of england | 2 |
turned round and round | 2 |
have habits than clothes | 2 |
they are the most | 2 |
through the frothy waves | 2 |
run as the antelope | 2 |
a young maid who | 2 |
a sentiment open to | 2 |
i am tired of | 2 |
a flavour of will | 2 |
coast of coromandel did | 2 |
which is meagre and | 2 |
your ship to help | 2 |
and it often appeared | 2 |
the little heap of | 2 |
they all came back | 2 |
notion i will tell | 2 |
tell you again the | 2 |
shoulders we must not | 2 |
rudyard kipling there was | 2 |
when the sun went | 2 |
has pledged your hand | 2 |
that was told to | 2 |
looks at the sun | 2 |
the days of his | 2 |
sieve turned round and | 2 |
and he looked so | 2 |
blue fly ben jonson | 2 |
who was stung in | 2 |
the french by f | 2 |
from the french by | 2 |
bird so funny stand | 2 |
so lonely people say | 2 |
i weep for you | 2 |
such a lot of | 2 |
business to be there | 2 |
at the wheel was | 2 |
from the water comes | 2 |
such quantities of sand | 2 |
thundering tone bishop corbet | 2 |
alice brown it was | 2 |
the claws that catch | 2 |
to know how much | 2 |
treat as sit him | 2 |
it next will be | 2 |
the magic of his | 2 |
my gentle wife to | 2 |
in the moonlight pale | 2 |
thou slain the jabberwock | 2 |
sea should not be | 2 |
and they fastened it | 2 |
the other end of | 2 |
ate his coats and | 2 |
slippers on his tail | 2 |
it frequently breakfasts at | 2 |
for half a year | 2 |
i was a most | 2 |
see a bird so | 2 |
and some green jackdaws | 2 |
some very large rats | 2 |
weary mother barry pain | 2 |
while round in our | 2 |
twenty years they all | 2 |
parson gray oliver goldsmith | 2 |
on the little heap | 2 |
who never did anything | 2 |
a large and lively | 2 |
mate was very sedate | 2 |
they drank their health | 2 |
carry to the catacombs | 2 |
your back beyond the | 2 |
under the impression that | 2 |
land all covered with | 2 |
senses there will fall | 2 |
the arm by a | 2 |
the sun had got | 2 |
reason why the sea | 2 |
a pretty state of | 2 |
nothing but cut us | 2 |
softly and suddenly vanish | 2 |
calverley an imitation of | 2 |
walking around without touching | 2 |
my chairs and candle | 2 |
up his anger pretty | 2 |
bestowed her pretty hand | 2 |
the garish eye w | 2 |
the form of the | 2 |
kill you if you | 2 |
middle of the night | 2 |
a young bird in | 2 |
drew his cowl upon | 2 |
on toasted pigs and | 2 |
sins like these one | 2 |
i tell you again | 2 |
with its head he | 2 |
and we cheerily put | 2 |
why the sea should | 2 |
can run as the | 2 |
for the sky is | 2 |
good robber brown bestowed | 2 |
nothing to do with | 2 |
inquiry into the industrial | 2 |
a dismal thing to | 2 |
the top of the | 2 |
never been able to | 2 |
the book is the | 2 |
the poor dear wallypug | 2 |
has winked at me | 2 |
of stones to her | 2 |
such a hoddy doddy | 2 |
at length good robber | 2 |
being able to publish | 2 |
the name of the | 2 |
on a stormy day | 2 |
was to have a | 2 |
had but one leg | 2 |
you if you quote | 2 |
in the teeth of | 2 |
the life of sir | 2 |
and shot at the | 2 |
sentiment open to doubt | 2 |
yet i wish that | 2 |
coromandel shrimps and watercresses | 2 |
had an aunt in | 2 |
tears began to flow | 2 |
feet in a pinky | 2 |
took a boat and | 2 |
weakness of the kind | 2 |
marks by which you | 2 |
he took a life | 2 |
his prurient plots pained | 2 |
a girl may fondly | 2 |
of coromandel shrimps and | 2 |
carpenter lewis carroll the | 2 |
these were all the | 2 |
i was going to | 2 |
with fear of the | 2 |
been in his bunk | 2 |
if you have seen | 2 |
mots simples et doux | 2 |
most interesting and important | 2 |
beautiful young gentleman he | 2 |
were the borogoves and | 2 |
the light of the | 2 |
where the pumpkins blow | 2 |
hats as they danced | 2 |
the whole thing is | 2 |
something resembling an air | 2 |
some learned professors maintain | 2 |
the story of pyramid | 2 |
from the days of | 2 |
was arranged that the | 2 |
assistant master at nottingham | 2 |
roused him with mustard | 2 |
ship to help you | 2 |
of you to come | 2 |
perceive a young bird | 2 |
a ring at the | 2 |
shining with all his | 2 |
ate and they ate | 2 |
old man of thermopylae | 2 |
carryl a nautical ballad | 2 |
the whole of his | 2 |
the bellman in haste | 2 |
this was scarcely odd | 2 |
a minute to waste | 2 |
a picture of how | 2 |
they passed the night | 2 |
i think that we | 2 |
papa has pledged your | 2 |
would be a dismal | 2 |
the earliest times to | 2 |
inclined to get one | 2 |
they add to the | 2 |
all hopping through the | 2 |
carpenter walked on a | 2 |
and if you marry | 2 |
by from the torriby | 2 |
from side to side | 2 |
because no cloud was | 2 |
see if it was | 2 |
charm it with smiles | 2 |
it carries too far | 2 |
on the tablet of | 2 |
have my chairs and | 2 |
in our sieve we | 2 |
to chew the bark | 2 |
the borogoves and the | 2 |
she went to bed | 2 |
with some red enamel | 2 |
i know no reason | 2 |
you may threaten its | 2 |
i am his man | 2 |
shall we be trotting | 2 |
blew dismayed her crew | 2 |
but amiable old thing | 2 |
eager for the treat | 2 |
once was a person | 2 |
it was most unfortunate | 2 |
do not call him | 2 |
human heart laman blanchard | 2 |
the sea is boiling | 2 |
and her name was | 2 |
was stung in the | 2 |
vorpal blade went snicker | 2 |
commend me the yak | 2 |
only a beautiful pea | 2 |
translated from the french | 2 |
a desolate region of | 2 |
us take them in | 2 |
left the crew of | 2 |
took it and put | 2 |
quite serene would be | 2 |
and a lovely monkey | 2 |
we all enjoyed the | 2 |
italics are indicated by | 2 |
it ought to be | 2 |
earliest times to the | 2 |
of the mire and | 2 |
with pretty purple eyes | 2 |
your worthy parents so | 2 |
to see if i | 2 |
tutor of wadham college | 2 |
how pleasant to know | 2 |
the five unmistakable marks | 2 |
iii sundry small happenings | 2 |
we cast the vessel | 2 |
when there was a | 2 |
before or since dreamt | 2 |
with numerous illustrations and | 2 |
this coast so wild | 2 |
the mire and clay | 2 |
sea is boiling hot | 2 |
billows smooth and bright | 2 |
when it came to | 2 |
and all of us | 2 |
opulent growth of a | 2 |
the sands were dry | 2 |
father left me three | 2 |
i thought all the | 2 |
george hadde sleyne ye | 2 |
and flighty in your | 2 |
know any greatest treat | 2 |
the story of his | 2 |
that you had been | 2 |
to tell him how | 2 |
in the reign of | 2 |
longing to join the | 2 |
once was a girl | 2 |
all who are interested | 2 |
tip to all cross | 2 |
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a weakness of the | 2 |
water comes and gets | 2 |
in this insipid neighborhood | 2 |
a person of benin | 2 |
made them trot so | 2 |
in uffish thought he | 2 |
says gorging jack to | 2 |
letters ever published in | 2 |
primer of natural history | 2 |
coast of coromandel where | 2 |
i think he was | 2 |
the sycophantic fox and | 2 |
for further particulars look | 2 |
little baby for the | 2 |
me a letter or | 2 |
forty bottles of ring | 2 |
gave the crew was | 2 |
every day as certain | 2 |
we cannot do with | 2 |
by one of the | 2 |
are very good indeed | 2 |
sorters with expressive purple | 2 |
not quite so deaf | 2 |
the jumblies edward lear | 2 |
is sewn on with | 2 |
he turns up his | 2 |
arm by a wasp | 2 |
till we came to | 2 |
will run after the | 2 |
law declared that he | 2 |
up and drew his | 2 |
threaten its life with | 2 |
just as i feared | 2 |
unmistakable marks by which | 2 |
fourth is its fondness | 2 |
vessel ashore on the | 2 |
boil on his ear | 2 |
was a man who | 2 |
turtle bore him well | 2 |
dear lady of eden | 2 |
she was stubby and | 2 |
successors to the title | 2 |
it was a cheese | 2 |
on the understanding that | 2 |
oysters come and walk | 2 |
be quite a bore | 2 |
came whiffling through the | 2 |
fish is plentiful and | 2 |
snake is living yet | 2 |
with a gentleman like | 2 |
take me away to | 2 |
from dawn to dark | 2 |
danced by the light | 2 |
when i told him | 2 |
cried the bellman in | 2 |
the bellman broke off | 2 |
a song of impossibilities | 2 |
i thought it best | 2 |
python i should not | 2 |
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to a land all | 2 |
python from a man | 2 |
story he offered to | 2 |
without further remark to | 2 |
i his majesty and | 2 |
prawns are plentiful and | 2 |
oliver goldsmith an elegy | 2 |
o oysters come and | 2 |
a most disreputable lot | 2 |
they bought an owl | 2 |
of the growth of | 2 |
is just as i | 2 |
more repay a treatment | 2 |
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folk in this insipid | 2 |
and they bought a | 2 |
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will be sure to | 2 |
as certain as can | 2 |
you may charm it | 2 |
tight in the waist | 2 |
when he ought to | 2 |
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or else he will | 2 |
bridge i could not | 2 |
let swat bury the | 2 |
nonsensiques george du maurier | 2 |
will more repay a | 2 |
song to the echoing | 2 |
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built their nests in | 2 |
ses knows a goose | 2 |
edward lear gentle alice | 2 |
a beautiful pussy you | 2 |
wild flowers peter newell | 2 |
and figs and gummery | 2 |
do you think i | 2 |
supposed that the street | 2 |
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he had time to | 2 |
to tell the news | 2 |
ainsi traduisit laure au | 2 |
tell your papa where | 2 |
they danced by the | 2 |
my duty to say | 2 |
jack to guzzling jimmy | 2 |
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a place called why | 2 |
after the day was | 2 |
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happy with a gentleman | 2 |
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up on lac st | 2 |
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from the seat of | 2 |
in his bunk below | 2 |
quite afraid of falling | 2 |
nab this gay young | 2 |
traduisit laure au profit | 2 |
whistled and warbled a | 2 |
sailed to the western | 2 |
without a handle still | 2 |
the towel and the | 2 |
eldest oyster winked his | 2 |
to say he did | 2 |
off in fine style | 2 |
down the slippery slopes | 2 |
and thick and fast | 2 |
there was a gay | 2 |
walked on a mile | 2 |
the most unhappy one | 2 |
is the tale anthony | 2 |
father was the terror | 2 |
poor little dame trot | 2 |
moony song to the | 2 |
could get no answer | 2 |
the limits of an | 2 |
and kept it for | 2 |
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as big as a | 2 |
can ride on its | 2 |
of coromandel where the | 2 |
and fall of the | 2 |
a dear lady of | 2 |
on the coast of | 2 |
heap of stones sits | 2 |
habit of getting up | 2 |
books for boys and | 2 |
of stones she mourns | 2 |
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a little bit cracked | 2 |
you had been to | 2 |
boyhood to his death | 2 |
these little girlish tricks | 2 |
that i was a | 2 |
me have you ever | 2 |
as alice was a | 2 |
i was very glad | 2 |
an imitation of wordsworth | 2 |
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the news to robber | 2 |
burglary and forged a | 2 |
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for he sat on | 2 |
dines on the following | 2 |
cloud was in the | 2 |
i could not see | 2 |
handle still she weeps | 2 |
the wallypug goes to | 2 |
toward the sunset isles | 2 |
it for half a | 2 |
one old jug without | 2 |
and i was a | 2 |
this gay young sorter | 2 |
stung in the arm | 2 |
gilbert the sycophantic fox | 2 |
old man of hong | 2 |
before we have our | 2 |
robber brown bestowed her | 2 |
have sailed many weeks | 2 |
waited in a row | 2 |
du maurier nonsense verses | 2 |
the most remunerative customers | 2 |
professor of egyptology at | 2 |
at the door and | 2 |
but i wholly forgot | 2 |
its fondness for bathing | 2 |
the green graves of | 2 |
describe each particular batch | 2 |
a bird so funny | 2 |
a doctor for its | 2 |
get my gentle wife | 2 |
his vorpal sword in | 2 |
a python from a | 2 |
traced that gallant sorter | 2 |
grew more settled in | 2 |
you shall carry me | 2 |
gaze upon the rolling | 2 |
the little oysters stood | 2 |
chortled in his joy | 2 |
monkey with lollipop paws | 2 |
the catacombs of age | 2 |
he laid aside his | 2 |
it might be a | 2 |
where the yak can | 2 |
and the rest of | 2 |
cutting up a little | 2 |
that they could get | 2 |
wheels instead of legs | 2 |
in a gay parterre | 2 |
it a nursery pet | 2 |
a loaf of bread | 2 |
who keep a frog | 2 |
about with a string | 2 |
on the road tudor | 2 |
as wet could be | 2 |
strange young sorters with | 2 |
in the best of | 2 |
the higher pantheism in | 2 |
with sugar and glue | 2 |
as they should be | 2 |
correspondence dates from victor | 2 |
coast of coromandel shrimps | 2 |
hopping through the frothy | 2 |
a land all covered | 2 |
anonymous lines by a | 2 |
can turn like a | 2 |
by the light of | 2 |
to improve your mind | 2 |
large and lively turtle | 2 |
the sieve turned round | 2 |
your hand to a | 2 |
whom her family confessed | 2 |
has the measles yearly | 2 |
the night is fine | 2 |
made it a nursery | 2 |
do you think that | 2 |
man of hong kong | 2 |
of robert louis stevenson | 2 |
you ought to be | 2 |
from the coast of | 2 |
with more than four | 2 |
frog is justly sensitive | 2 |
taught to feel contempt | 2 |
george du maurier nonsense | 2 |
the growth of the | 2 |
coats and his hats | 2 |
from those that have | 2 |
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on earth do you | 2 |
the clerk of the | 2 |
out for a walk | 2 |
his name is handel | 2 |
over and over again | 2 |
with jam and judicious | 2 |
half so sweet as | 2 |
without touching the ground | 2 |
we must not expect | 2 |
become of father paul | 2 |
a princess of bengal | 2 |
a ballade of the | 2 |
a little girl h | 2 |
common country folk in | 2 |
sobs and tears he | 2 |
remunerative customers i know | 2 |
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papa where the yak | 2 |
since dreamt such a | 2 |
y child who has | 2 |
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every roses buttoning there | 2 |
the skin side outside | 2 |
you think they had | 2 |
feet they haul me | 2 |
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crew was a number | 2 |
the walrus did beseech | 2 |
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for boys and girls | 2 |
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moon was shining sulkily | 2 |
to go to the | 2 |
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of the narrative is | 2 |
girlie had told me | 2 |
going to give me | 2 |
son of the sea | 2 |
but much of it | 2 |
chinese junk came by | 2 |
the snake is living | 2 |
the captain tickled the | 2 |
dorking hens she moans | 2 |
frog there was a | 2 |
a land where the | 2 |
long time the manxome | 2 |
danced in the sounding | 2 |
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of her parents that | 2 |
they bought a pig | 2 |
came by from the | 2 |
roaring ocean did the | 2 |
the worldly goods of | 2 |
forth he from the | 2 |
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the beauty of scenes | 2 |
young man of cohoes | 2 |
sun had got no | 2 |
names of the stations | 2 |
no music near its | 2 |
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the village priest to | 2 |
you come and be | 2 |
with which he was | 2 |
coat that is rather | 2 |
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made of beautiful yeast | 2 |
green veil tied with | 2 |
on a rock conveniently | 2 |
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out those of the | 2 |
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man before or since | 2 |
these simple little rules | 2 |
the moorlands of the | 2 |
the greedy little pitchers | 2 |
and the setting sun | 2 |
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hat and dined in | 2 |
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in the gloaming james | 2 |
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uffish thought he stood | 2 |
lear gentle alice brown | 2 |
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country folk in this | 2 |
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his name it was | 2 |
wise to look at | 2 |
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wetmore carryl red ridinghood | 2 |
whom we see not | 2 |
ultravia circum urgebant gyros | 2 |
believes that they add | 2 |
to whom her family | 2 |
if half the road | 2 |
a gentleman like you | 2 |
guy wetmore carryl red | 2 |
the little man that | 2 |
of the letters have | 2 |
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hand to a promising | 2 |
around without touching the | 2 |
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wife to chop him | 2 |
tender to the frog | 2 |
carpenter the sun was | 2 |
more beasts for worse | 2 |
i can merely be | 2 |
tears he sorted out | 2 |
he chanced to pass | 2 |
the akhoond of swat | 2 |
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pride we laid aside | 2 |
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judge yourself too heavily | 2 |
kind of you to | 2 |
will find it exactly | 2 |
hyder iddle diddle dell | 2 |
sitting where the pumpkins | 2 |
you could have heard | 2 |
that her majesty had | 2 |
but this walking around | 2 |
pigs and pickles and | 2 |
seven maids with seven | 2 |
old man of kamschatka | 2 |
look at strange young | 2 |
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within the limits of | 2 |
feel it my duty | 2 |
the day when you | 2 |
steal a little kiddy | 2 |
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on our way there | 2 |
sunset isles of boshen | 2 |
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and the hills of | 2 |
beasts for worse children | 2 |
their feet in a | 2 |
a quarter unto ten | 2 |
moolla of kotal george | 2 |
mad dog oliver goldsmith | 2 |
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of tons of hot | 2 |
man who said hush | 2 |
little man that the | 2 |
guy wetmore carryl a | 2 |
remark to the day | 2 |
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ledge and shot at | 2 |
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you shall have my | 2 |
said that he should | 2 |
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tied with a ribbon | 2 |
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a young lady edward | 2 |
them such a trick | 2 |
and the carpenter were | 2 |
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at the head of | 2 |
for the sound of | 2 |
nine and general mary | 2 |
and the birk and | 2 |
with table of contents | 2 |
sitting on a gate | 2 |
tablet of my mind | 2 |
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his lecture on the | 2 |
to one of the | 2 |
was a dear lady | 2 |
cut us another slice | 2 |
he took his vorpal | 2 |
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knew these simple little | 2 |
head he went galumphing | 2 |
did that lady never | 2 |
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the fifth is ambition | 2 |
stones came the yonghy | 2 |
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like anything to see | 2 |
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the queen of the | 2 |
xi his majesty at | 2 |
seven mops swept it | 2 |
broke off in alarm | 2 |
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will go to sea | 2 |
and i was obliged | 2 |
no cloud was in | 2 |
in a deserted mad | 2 |
and seized him unaware | 2 |
my feet they haul | 2 |
he looks at the | 2 |
after such kindness that | 2 |
the whole party had | 2 |
egyptology at university college | 2 |
was once a man | 2 |
back of a bear | 2 |
you like to know | 2 |
no idea what a | 2 |
the correspondence dates from | 2 |
the first volume of | 2 |
pastor heaved a sigh | 2 |
viii his majesty is | 2 |
distressing news that i | 2 |
you going to give | 2 |
shot at the whistling | 2 |
sought the village priest | 2 |
sun was shining on | 2 |
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very large rats ate | 2 |
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is the first volume | 2 |
the bark of the | 2 |
the birk and the | 2 |
late scholar of wadham | 2 |
the common country folk | 2 |
priest to whom her | 2 |
care for a door | 2 |
is a volume of | 2 |
i will give you | 2 |
the weather had cleared | 2 |
wish that i could | 2 |
she reads them by | 2 |
belloc pictures by b | 2 |
the student of history | 2 |
me far too late | 2 |
that gallant sorter to | 2 |
is getting to be | 2 |
tell the news to | 2 |
their friends could say | 2 |
along the briny beach | 2 |
to look at strange | 2 |
surely the tartar should | 2 |
we have our chat | 2 |
wrong in a sieve | 2 |
upon his shell rode | 2 |
number of tons of | 2 |
the carpenter the sun | 2 |
stones sits the lady | 2 |
and mother were honest | 2 |
nests in my beard | 2 |
insipid neighborhood have nothing | 2 |
saw a purple cow | 2 |
the seat of war | 2 |
the wheel was taught | 2 |
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in sight of the | 2 |
valuable addition to the | 2 |
and the illustrations are | 2 |
and i think that | 2 |
no birds were flying | 2 |
if this were only | 2 |
an old stupid who | 2 |
and yet another four | 2 |
muddled metaphors tom hood | 2 |
king edward the confessor | 2 |
who came to the | 2 |
priest by whom their | 2 |
and dropped a silent | 2 |
the sea was wet | 2 |
were going to do | 2 |
think that he was | 2 |
late scholar of balliol | 2 |
he enjoyed them in | 2 |
sieve they sailed so | 2 |
of people who were | 2 |
i fear that i | 2 |
oysters stood and waited | 2 |
the bison is vain | 2 |
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teeth of the booming | 2 |
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lovely monkey with lollipop | 2 |
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scholar of wadham college | 2 |
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marry any one respectable | 2 |
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the poor little rhymester | 2 |
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jam and judicious advice | 2 |
lobster wooed a lady | 2 |
motion toward the sunset | 2 |
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end of stilton cheese | 2 |
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history of the art | 2 |
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uncle arly edward lear | 2 |
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polka dots peter newell | 2 |
house that cream of | 2 |
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students at the universities | 2 |
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illustrations and a map | 2 |
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master at the manchester | 2 |
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rhymes for heartless homes | 2 |
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the sense of nonsense | 2 |
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members of the university | 2 |
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majesty at the seaside | 2 |
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the wonderful old man | 2 |
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the county of surrey | 2 |
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all his worldly goods | 2 |
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the plains of thibet | 2 |
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twenty years or more | 2 |
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illustration the big baboon | 2 |
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person of quality alexander | 2 |
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the moon was shining | 2 |
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