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trigram | frequency |
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out of the | 29 |
i did not | 26 |
tom of the | 26 |
of the footpath | 24 |
in the forest | 19 |
the old man | 18 |
one of the | 17 |
when i was | 16 |
at that time | 16 |
it was a | 15 |
there was no | 15 |
went into the | 14 |
up to the | 14 |
to go to | 13 |
in front of | 13 |
my mother was | 12 |
and in the | 12 |
the forest farm | 12 |
look at the | 11 |
one of them | 11 |
i had to | 11 |
translated by a | 11 |
out into the | 11 |
in the church | 11 |
did not know | 11 |
of the house | 11 |
on the other | 10 |
my father and | 10 |
there was a | 10 |
my father was | 10 |
through the forest | 10 |
he did not | 10 |
the old woman | 10 |
brothers and sisters | 10 |
said my father | 10 |
go to sleep | 10 |
out in the | 10 |
it must be | 10 |
of the world | 10 |
that i was | 9 |
on the hearth | 9 |
a piece of | 9 |
and the little | 9 |
my father said | 9 |
so that i | 9 |
and i was | 9 |
now and again | 9 |
he had been | 9 |
of the forest | 9 |
he had to | 9 |
the story of | 9 |
sat down on | 9 |
in the dark | 9 |
the poor woman | 9 |
i wanted to | 8 |
on to the | 8 |
and i had | 8 |
in the wilderness | 8 |
i should have | 8 |
of the little | 8 |
in the house | 8 |
to the poor | 8 |
in the parlour | 8 |
i could not | 8 |
in the wood | 8 |
and then he | 8 |
which i had | 8 |
and so i | 8 |
up and down | 8 |
back into the | 8 |
so that the | 8 |
in the morning | 8 |
and went on | 8 |
for a while | 8 |
a bit of | 8 |
down to the | 8 |
at the same | 8 |
down on the | 8 |
father and mother | 8 |
all sorts of | 7 |
there is no | 7 |
in the valley | 7 |
but my father | 7 |
the door of | 7 |
through the window | 7 |
the first time | 7 |
my brothers and | 7 |
of his own | 7 |
to and fro | 7 |
it was the | 7 |
here and there | 7 |
up in the | 7 |
the other side | 7 |
to this day | 7 |
that was the | 7 |
the corpus christi | 7 |
in the snow | 7 |
against the wall | 7 |
the red one | 7 |
that it was | 7 |
for all that | 7 |
as i was | 7 |
his wife and | 7 |
on the altar | 7 |
know how to | 7 |
to tom of | 7 |
it was not | 7 |
in the fields | 7 |
and when i | 7 |
and that i | 7 |
door of the | 7 |
i had a | 7 |
by the hand | 7 |
on the bench | 7 |
on the road | 7 |
it would be | 7 |
as long as | 7 |
the sour meadow | 7 |
in the room | 7 |
and wanted to | 6 |
the light of | 6 |
corner of the | 6 |
and it was | 6 |
in the living | 6 |
now and then | 6 |
when he had | 6 |
the rest of | 6 |
there was nothing | 6 |
went to the | 6 |
the same time | 6 |
in the kitchen | 6 |
the white kid | 6 |
used to say | 6 |
he wanted to | 6 |
that he had | 6 |
in the face | 6 |
in the woods | 6 |
out to the | 6 |
stood in the | 6 |
the table and | 6 |
when i had | 6 |
at the door | 6 |
on the ground | 6 |
at the time | 6 |
came to the | 6 |
should have liked | 6 |
the parish church | 6 |
a few weeks | 6 |
to think of | 6 |
for the first | 6 |
that he could | 6 |
was no longer | 6 |
were in the | 6 |
on the high | 6 |
there in the | 6 |
the other hand | 6 |
i went to | 6 |
a long time | 6 |
we did not | 6 |
in the middle | 6 |
and that was | 6 |
go to the | 6 |
have liked to | 6 |
nothing but the | 6 |
on the table | 6 |
if i had | 6 |
be able to | 6 |
of the earth | 6 |
to have a | 6 |
on his back | 6 |
part of the | 6 |
side of the | 6 |
in the summer | 6 |
seemed to me | 6 |
from the forest | 6 |
the little church | 6 |
i should be | 6 |
i was still | 6 |
as well as | 6 |
and began to | 6 |
into the kitchen | 6 |
what do you | 6 |
in through the | 6 |
it is a | 6 |
and now and | 5 |
so that it | 5 |
to come to | 5 |
long as i | 5 |
the midst of | 5 |
that i had | 5 |
in a way | 5 |
wound of thy | 5 |
and looked at | 5 |
i was not | 5 |
would not have | 5 |
and then i | 5 |
up at the | 5 |
must have been | 5 |
it was all | 5 |
my brother and | 5 |
the life of | 5 |
in the open | 5 |
but it was | 5 |
front of the | 5 |
i had never | 5 |
it is true | 5 |
the middle of | 5 |
the woods and | 5 |
and the people | 5 |
into the air | 5 |
alone in the | 5 |
i had been | 5 |
that we have | 5 |
and from the | 5 |
of the cross | 5 |
on the wall | 5 |
the jackler is | 5 |
my father had | 5 |
and through the | 5 |
of his life | 5 |
to see the | 5 |
so much as | 5 |
as if i | 5 |
the end of | 5 |
and then the | 5 |
to be done | 5 |
passed through the | 5 |
in spite of | 5 |
that there was | 5 |
in honour of | 5 |
to me as | 5 |
by the most | 5 |
would have been | 5 |
came to my | 5 |
about in the | 5 |
he was a | 5 |
i thought of | 5 |
was to be | 5 |
you want to | 5 |
by the table | 5 |
as if the | 5 |
little by little | 5 |
by the time | 5 |
into the house | 5 |
away from the | 5 |
the forest and | 5 |
story of the | 5 |
came up to | 5 |
one of us | 5 |
house on the | 5 |
and so on | 5 |
that i could | 5 |
to do with | 5 |
on the little | 5 |
an our father | 5 |
of the day | 5 |
the valley and | 5 |
it was my | 5 |
as though i | 5 |
wall of the | 5 |
for a little | 5 |
brother and sisters | 5 |
and when the | 5 |
it seemed to | 5 |
had to be | 5 |
for a long | 5 |
is sure to | 5 |
home to the | 5 |
a short time | 5 |
that they were | 5 |
they were all | 5 |
i heard the | 5 |
out of her | 5 |
a good thing | 5 |
so that we | 4 |
of the clock | 4 |
which he had | 4 |
asked my father | 4 |
we were in | 4 |
the name of | 4 |
he came to | 4 |
the knierutscher woman | 4 |
hand and said | 4 |
the sound of | 4 |
the dead of | 4 |
have been a | 4 |
when my father | 4 |
because he was | 4 |
forest on the | 4 |
it in the | 4 |
to me in | 4 |
on the way | 4 |
and at last | 4 |
in the midst | 4 |
because of his | 4 |
he began to | 4 |
of the great | 4 |
one and all | 4 |
late in the | 4 |
that one could | 4 |
did not go | 4 |
as far as | 4 |
i came to | 4 |
one after the | 4 |
in due season | 4 |
me by the | 4 |
behind the stove | 4 |
of the corn | 4 |
sacred wound of | 4 |
under the table | 4 |
i tell you | 4 |
on the day | 4 |
and my little | 4 |
had to go | 4 |
there on the | 4 |
was in the | 4 |
to take it | 4 |
it was just | 4 |
a lot of | 4 |
i found myself | 4 |
and looked up | 4 |
i had always | 4 |
was a good | 4 |
me as if | 4 |
at last i | 4 |
of the wind | 4 |
back to the | 4 |
and a half | 4 |
was once more | 4 |
soughing of the | 4 |
that tom of | 4 |
soon after that | 4 |
gave me a | 4 |
not know what | 4 |
sat on the | 4 |
the heath and | 4 |
once in a | 4 |
and i will | 4 |
and the old | 4 |
all the while | 4 |
in such a | 4 |
it was already | 4 |
most sacred wound | 4 |
my little brother | 4 |
down into the | 4 |
ought not to | 4 |
the ground and | 4 |
a sort of | 4 |
to me with | 4 |
was not a | 4 |
out of which | 4 |
many a time | 4 |
up with the | 4 |
and into the | 4 |
down on a | 4 |
i was as | 4 |
out of my | 4 |
was going to | 4 |
in the sky | 4 |
all the time | 4 |
where we could | 4 |
the ten of | 4 |
and when he | 4 |
out of bed | 4 |
the door and | 4 |
father did not | 4 |
we went into | 4 |
the blessed virgin | 4 |
thought to myself | 4 |
he has been | 4 |
which had been | 4 |
it on the | 4 |
the house on | 4 |
in the stable | 4 |
on either side | 4 |
a little while | 4 |
to be a | 4 |
far and wide | 4 |
of the room | 4 |
it to the | 4 |
after the other | 4 |
when at last | 4 |
that they must | 4 |
when i went | 4 |
to the plough | 4 |
over the mountains | 4 |
do you want | 4 |
to see that | 4 |
i got up | 4 |
over the heath | 4 |
said to me | 4 |
it had been | 4 |
now it was | 4 |
he used to | 4 |
on the stool | 4 |
he could not | 4 |
in the neighbourhood | 4 |
the door opened | 4 |
in my life | 4 |
i went into | 4 |
the hearth and | 4 |
was a little | 4 |
and of the | 4 |
men and women | 4 |
in the churchyard | 4 |
i do not | 4 |
in which the | 4 |
and i put | 4 |
and then we | 4 |
came into the | 4 |
could no longer | 4 |
when we had | 4 |
not want to | 4 |
of the plough | 4 |
the next day | 4 |
came to see | 4 |
to come and | 4 |
was such a | 4 |
but there was | 4 |
called upon to | 4 |
came to a | 4 |
light of the | 4 |
bit of bread | 4 |
of the old | 4 |
into the room | 4 |
began to cry | 4 |
if you want | 4 |
he went into | 4 |
the little house | 4 |
i began to | 4 |
so that he | 4 |
so as to | 4 |
and tried to | 4 |
half of the | 4 |
house in the | 4 |
cried my father | 4 |
at last the | 4 |
if it was | 4 |
for the rest | 4 |
in the air | 4 |
it was no | 4 |
looked up at | 4 |
be allowed to | 4 |
the eyes of | 4 |
my mother had | 4 |
there is a | 4 |
our father for | 4 |
the most sacred | 4 |
away in the | 4 |
sprig of rosemary | 4 |
did not want | 4 |
into the wood | 4 |
was not the | 4 |
the wood and | 4 |
that was my | 4 |
occurred to me | 4 |
come to me | 4 |
of the alps | 4 |
wife and his | 4 |
the love of | 4 |
at home we | 4 |
corpus christi altar | 4 |
it was in | 4 |
she went to | 4 |
i dare say | 4 |
in the dead | 4 |
other side of | 4 |
do not know | 4 |
it out of | 4 |
with holy water | 4 |
in his own | 4 |
a few days | 4 |
he went out | 4 |
his hand and | 4 |
that we had | 4 |
the black forest | 4 |
translated by m | 4 |
as he did | 4 |
for it is | 4 |
out of their | 4 |
to be found | 4 |
and so the | 4 |
as we went | 4 |
and then she | 4 |
come with me | 4 |
had come to | 4 |
my mother went | 4 |
and with his | 4 |
down in the | 4 |
i thought i | 4 |
the soughing of | 4 |
up to me | 4 |
in the end | 4 |
to his father | 4 |
down from the | 4 |
in all the | 4 |
so long as | 4 |
middle of the | 4 |
to my father | 4 |
on the heath | 4 |
me in the | 4 |
a couple of | 4 |
the sick man | 4 |
such a thing | 4 |
my mother used | 4 |
the hand and | 4 |
we came to | 4 |
on a stone | 4 |
and my mother | 4 |
in our house | 4 |
in my hand | 4 |
it was still | 3 |
to the other | 3 |
she had been | 3 |
in many places | 3 |
in a dark | 3 |
by the stove | 3 |
i asked him | 3 |
little house in | 3 |
a few years | 3 |
taught me to | 3 |
in an old | 3 |
so far as | 3 |
some of the | 3 |
but they were | 3 |
my father did | 3 |
the stove and | 3 |
go into the | 3 |
to the same | 3 |
among the peasants | 3 |
sleep in the | 3 |
put them in | 3 |
over the edge | 3 |
on the mountain | 3 |
their hands and | 3 |
a biographical note | 3 |
i could hear | 3 |
there was once | 3 |
so fond of | 3 |
it will be | 3 |
the first to | 3 |
you in the | 3 |
and his child | 3 |
it was only | 3 |
i put them | 3 |
going for a | 3 |
said my mother | 3 |
was able to | 3 |
and i shall | 3 |
in the world | 3 |
it was high | 3 |
what to do | 3 |
thought i was | 3 |
she did not | 3 |
as soon as | 3 |
he was in | 3 |
his hands and | 3 |
not know if | 3 |
and have a | 3 |
when one of | 3 |
do you say | 3 |
a good deal | 3 |
which i knew | 3 |
of the window | 3 |
front of him | 3 |
we went along | 3 |
in that case | 3 |
the children up | 3 |
son of the | 3 |
you shall have | 3 |
each of us | 3 |
up to his | 3 |
when she saw | 3 |
was burnt down | 3 |
there was not | 3 |
came back to | 3 |
through the thicket | 3 |
of a good | 3 |
if they were | 3 |
and with a | 3 |
the cross has | 3 |
who had a | 3 |
you have been | 3 |
midst of the | 3 |
i had come | 3 |
once more and | 3 |
to go into | 3 |
a thousand and | 3 |
the time for | 3 |
the mountains to | 3 |
out through the | 3 |
and she had | 3 |
means of which | 3 |
as i could | 3 |
was at once | 3 |
began to feel | 3 |
a great deal | 3 |
not at all | 3 |
for a moment | 3 |
a deep sigh | 3 |
outside the house | 3 |
but in the | 3 |
much to heart | 3 |
there would be | 3 |
me into the | 3 |
all the others | 3 |
the parlour and | 3 |
and i fell | 3 |
the old days | 3 |
to sleep in | 3 |
as if they | 3 |
the head of | 3 |
once or twice | 3 |
we went on | 3 |
and that we | 3 |
so far that | 3 |
plenty of time | 3 |
that they could | 3 |
in the jackelland | 3 |
in the evening | 3 |
i no longer | 3 |
is going to | 3 |
father said to | 3 |
i could never | 3 |
we have no | 3 |
we heard the | 3 |
i was a | 3 |
to your mother | 3 |
thousand and a | 3 |
thought i to | 3 |
all the rest | 3 |
burning on the | 3 |
together in the | 3 |
said no more | 3 |
had a stroke | 3 |
to the house | 3 |
ought to be | 3 |
had been a | 3 |
that we should | 3 |
in the winter | 3 |
the little kid | 3 |
was nothing to | 3 |
in the same | 3 |
she had no | 3 |
in the earth | 3 |
together for a | 3 |
this is the | 3 |
head of the | 3 |
in the early | 3 |
who had been | 3 |
look after the | 3 |
and i did | 3 |
honour of the | 3 |
and that is | 3 |
at these words | 3 |
as he was | 3 |
edge of the | 3 |
in the light | 3 |
the matter of | 3 |
she had done | 3 |
to go about | 3 |
after that the | 3 |
and there was | 3 |
wake the children | 3 |
by my side | 3 |
by means of | 3 |
lad from the | 3 |
father in the | 3 |
there we sat | 3 |
not see the | 3 |
and the other | 3 |
i looked at | 3 |
and yet the | 3 |
the th of | 3 |
we sat down | 3 |
my mother would | 3 |
in this world | 3 |
was filled with | 3 |
he was not | 3 |
that my father | 3 |
as she was | 3 |
do with the | 3 |
in order to | 3 |
stared at the | 3 |
and the priest | 3 |
and now i | 3 |
under the snow | 3 |
save for the | 3 |
children of the | 3 |
such a one | 3 |
just as the | 3 |
until at last | 3 |
must get up | 3 |
little bit of | 3 |
for him and | 3 |
with the milk | 3 |
for a few | 3 |
hundred and sixty | 3 |
say that the | 3 |
but i had | 3 |
i to myself | 3 |
as not to | 3 |
appeared in the | 3 |
the sake of | 3 |
way to church | 3 |
out of his | 3 |
peeped through the | 3 |
to tell me | 3 |
was at the | 3 |
very fond of | 3 |
want to see | 3 |
and down the | 3 |
a year ago | 3 |
and over the | 3 |
light in the | 3 |
that i might | 3 |
and he had | 3 |
the church and | 3 |
of the mountains | 3 |
when he came | 3 |
stood on the | 3 |
the forest was | 3 |
through the woods | 3 |
more and more | 3 |
when i heard | 3 |
to the place | 3 |
door into the | 3 |
and that she | 3 |
the sun shone | 3 |
from the kitchen | 3 |
but my mother | 3 |
with a bright | 3 |
so it was | 3 |
and his wife | 3 |
them in the | 3 |
i can see | 3 |
and could not | 3 |
i took the | 3 |
the window of | 3 |
him in the | 3 |
i thought to | 3 |
said an our | 3 |
the open air | 3 |
for some time | 3 |
the bushes and | 3 |
the lord god | 3 |
on the door | 3 |
the parish priest | 3 |
it occurred to | 3 |
in the afternoon | 3 |
you take on | 3 |
as ever he | 3 |
her life was | 3 |
a handful of | 3 |
of the people | 3 |
the young ones | 3 |
cottage in the | 3 |
the son of | 3 |
black forest clock | 3 |
sign of the | 3 |
at last to | 3 |
on the land | 3 |
would like to | 3 |
the matter with | 3 |
it is the | 3 |
began to grow | 3 |
on the snow | 3 |
you tell me | 3 |
into the church | 3 |
the next room | 3 |
that he would | 3 |
and no one | 3 |
that i know | 3 |
went to prison | 3 |
to an end | 3 |
who went to | 3 |
they would be | 3 |
when we were | 3 |
either side of | 3 |
the house was | 3 |
replied my father | 3 |
how i had | 3 |
then my mother | 3 |
when she was | 3 |
for the sake | 3 |
the hands of | 3 |
was once a | 3 |
of the hearth | 3 |
at the very | 3 |
could not be | 3 |
of my little | 3 |
the snow and | 3 |
for it was | 3 |
i have not | 3 |
said to his | 3 |
always used to | 3 |
to me that | 3 |
and now you | 3 |
must always be | 3 |
in the next | 3 |
he bade me | 3 |
give you my | 3 |
under my arm | 3 |
a spoonful of | 3 |
into the bargain | 3 |
pointed to the | 3 |
of the peasant | 3 |
in the passage | 3 |
is a good | 3 |
in the village | 3 |
in the entrance | 3 |
where they are | 3 |
that i have | 3 |
after that he | 3 |
to be sure | 3 |
through the door | 3 |
through the great | 3 |
i was never | 3 |
a way that | 3 |
me with her | 3 |
last in the | 3 |
i was to | 3 |
in the clock | 3 |
into the little | 3 |
cup of coffee | 3 |
went out to | 3 |
was his answer | 3 |
the wax candle | 3 |
they let him | 3 |
the heart of | 3 |
with me as | 3 |
wanted to see | 3 |
play for money | 3 |
through the bushes | 3 |
knew how to | 3 |
of our household | 3 |
the way of | 3 |
that would be | 3 |
seemed to be | 3 |
because he had | 3 |
that he was | 3 |
said to myself | 3 |
i used to | 3 |
the window with | 3 |
to look at | 3 |
he was thinking | 3 |
now they are | 3 |
right down to | 3 |
of it all | 3 |
us in the | 3 |
the song of | 3 |
and said to | 3 |
full of the | 3 |
sitting on the | 3 |
life of the | 3 |
later i was | 3 |
the cottage in | 3 |
to him and | 3 |
it did not | 3 |
the bed and | 3 |
and did not | 3 |
on the sour | 3 |
what is the | 3 |
of our time | 3 |
they were still | 3 |
my mother and | 3 |
my parents and | 3 |
to our house | 3 |
for me and | 3 |
late at night | 3 |
into the parlour | 3 |
and so it | 3 |
when there is | 3 |
in the shadow | 3 |
on christmas eve | 3 |
just as well | 3 |
went to and | 3 |
mother used to | 3 |
and on the | 3 |
to return to | 3 |
the little altar | 3 |
did not come | 3 |
it is not | 3 |
the top room | 3 |
and in this | 3 |
killed his son | 3 |
the people were | 3 |
the editor of | 3 |
that she had | 3 |
i was with | 3 |
into the world | 3 |
he went on | 3 |
he gave me | 3 |
on every side | 3 |
but he did | 3 |
three hundred and | 3 |
but i was | 3 |
what he was | 3 |
none of them | 3 |
to please me | 3 |
gold and silver | 3 |
loaf of bread | 3 |
when he saw | 3 |
picture of the | 3 |
to the door | 3 |
a hole in | 3 |
the high altar | 3 |
into the valley | 3 |
in my face | 3 |
mountains to the | 3 |
his own life | 3 |
in the mountains | 3 |
was no more | 3 |
he was always | 3 |
i had taken | 3 |
for a soldier | 3 |
because of the | 3 |
into the woods | 3 |
the kitchen to | 3 |
again and again | 3 |
in the little | 3 |
his love for | 3 |
when i awoke | 3 |
the little windows | 3 |
until my mother | 3 |
in the straw | 3 |
and soon after | 3 |
just like a | 3 |
i must have | 3 |
and went away | 3 |
and the house | 3 |
i said to | 3 |
of the poor | 3 |
the shape of | 3 |
give it to | 3 |
life in the | 3 |
i was at | 3 |
he had a | 3 |
for us to | 3 |
cross on the | 3 |
sound of the | 3 |
to right and | 3 |
because it is | 3 |
and i could | 3 |
all the same | 3 |
know what it | 3 |
half an hour | 3 |
in so doing | 3 |
before the house | 3 |
the forest on | 3 |
all the world | 3 |
to the little | 3 |
he must have | 3 |
as i went | 3 |
invited me to | 3 |
the edge of | 3 |
me from the | 3 |
i stood by | 3 |
into the open | 3 |
i had done | 3 |
all of us | 3 |
by this time | 3 |
but i did | 3 |
it was very | 3 |
when he was | 3 |
the man who | 3 |
did not see | 3 |
entered the house | 3 |
at her feet | 3 |
my father sat | 3 |
to the parish | 3 |
in a dream | 3 |
i want to | 3 |
down over the | 3 |
the place of | 3 |
too bad for | 3 |
to go with | 3 |
the road was | 3 |
frozen to death | 3 |
and invited me | 3 |
of these things | 3 |
know all about | 3 |
him in his | 3 |
go to bed | 3 |
out of it | 3 |
handful of embers | 2 |
at his shaving | 2 |
with a white | 2 |
when the man | 2 |
quite a different | 2 |
think of that | 2 |
the sandy ground | 2 |
for my sake | 2 |
white kid died | 2 |
old woman had | 2 |
the people said | 2 |
i would have | 2 |
stood still and | 2 |
for the farmer | 2 |
not take a | 2 |
at the little | 2 |
were no longer | 2 |
it up again | 2 |
awoke it was | 2 |
the air was | 2 |
quite different from | 2 |
such a way | 2 |
and in his | 2 |
one knew how | 2 |
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of the village | 2 |
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those who are | 2 |
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god bless you | 2 |
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of the inhabitants | 2 |
it no more | 2 |
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my two sisters | 2 |
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my needy brother | 2 |
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maude egerton king | 2 |
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me by my | 2 |
of the boy | 2 |
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our dear lord | 2 |
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daughter of a | 2 |
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my little bare | 2 |
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soup for the | 2 |
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the houses in | 2 |
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hill and dale | 2 |
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the old schoolmaster | 2 |
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the young wood | 2 |
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milk which she | 2 |
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speak to you | 2 |
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that i am | 2 |
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to see her | 2 |
of the field | 2 |
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from the bench | 2 |
the people in | 2 |
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without the stamp | 2 |
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the linen sheet | 2 |
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crackling of the | 2 |
the soil in | 2 |
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with a little | 2 |
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piece of meat | 2 |
the forest hills | 2 |
of the saw | 2 |
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my little house | 2 |
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schoolmaster of rattenstein | 2 |
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me with a | 2 |
graz daily post | 2 |
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shape of the | 2 |
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of my own | 2 |
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the old servant | 2 |
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image of christ | 2 |
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the house door | 2 |
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the head again | 2 |
game on the | 2 |
mother always used | 2 |
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interest in the | 2 |
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people who are | 2 |
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of meat for | 2 |
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of our house | 2 |
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at my mother | 2 |
of my jacket | 2 |
god keep you | 2 |
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that time he | 2 |
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to be allowed | 2 |
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of the parlour | 2 |
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the straw and | 2 |
to beg of | 2 |
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all the little | 2 |
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my favourite dish | 2 |
lily in the | 2 |
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fields and through | 2 |
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my little coat | 2 |
piece of bacon | 2 |
meat for the | 2 |
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of a man | 2 |
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of the wilderness | 2 |
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people in the | 2 |
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of hot soup | 2 |
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of the table | 2 |
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in the city | 2 |
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my little bed | 2 |
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piece of bread | 2 |
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the sacred cornfield | 2 |
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