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trigram | frequency |
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old classical master | 12 |
and in the | 10 |
jolly old classical | 10 |
my jolly old | 10 |
and all the | 9 |
love sonnets of | 8 |
to see the | 8 |
gill the grip | 6 |
and i could | 6 |
of the sonnet | 6 |
from the patagonian | 5 |
should die to | 5 |
sonnets from the | 5 |
one of the | 5 |
sad is the | 5 |
i should die | 5 |
if i should | 5 |
of the great | 5 |
when i was | 5 |
sonnets of a | 5 |
and when the | 5 |
it is a | 5 |
an april day | 5 |
the love sonnets | 5 |
of the world | 5 |
the hearts of | 4 |
love in patagonia | 4 |
and you should | 4 |
night and you | 4 |
how many a | 4 |
i do not | 4 |
of joy and | 4 |
you should come | 4 |
last night i | 4 |
as old as | 4 |
and then i | 4 |
the mountain ledges | 4 |
the works of | 4 |
for me to | 4 |
is in the | 4 |
this morning when | 4 |
and when i | 4 |
note on the | 4 |
to me as | 4 |
the heart of | 4 |
in the mountain | 4 |
nawab nizamat jung | 4 |
and i have | 4 |
that i could | 4 |
here is a | 4 |
of the human | 4 |
boston and chicago | 4 |
the nawab nizamat | 4 |
a sixth avenue | 3 |
works of man | 3 |
it on the | 3 |
in the air | 3 |
the jade vase | 3 |
should come to | 3 |
might have been | 3 |
a little while | 3 |
with the yellow | 3 |
my heart and | 3 |
the saddest thought | 3 |
me in the | 3 |
crown of life | 3 |
crown of thorns | 3 |
i was the | 3 |
filled with the | 3 |
now is the | 3 |
the highest of | 3 |
and she was | 3 |
heart of love | 3 |
an office boy | 3 |
sonnets of an | 3 |
prose of parkman | 3 |
the end of | 3 |
hearts in one | 3 |
they mined in | 3 |
and made a | 3 |
but this i | 3 |
and then the | 3 |
that i should | 3 |
of the author | 3 |
it must be | 3 |
gold that they | 3 |
the history of | 3 |
maxy the firebug | 3 |
on the history | 3 |
by the way | 3 |
it was a | 3 |
are filled with | 3 |
that she had | 3 |
up to me | 3 |
by wallace irwin | 3 |
from the prose | 3 |
when the boss | 3 |
william henry smith | 3 |
carl van vechten | 3 |
you when you | 3 |
to join the | 3 |
that they mined | 3 |
many a man | 3 |
the ideal is | 3 |
publishers boston and | 3 |
star of love | 3 |
is the most | 3 |
as one who | 3 |
the sonnet in | 3 |
a car conductor | 3 |
and the second | 3 |
and when they | 3 |
history of the | 3 |
a man of | 3 |
yellow gold that | 3 |
in english literature | 3 |
mined in the | 3 |
for the poet | 3 |
that it was | 3 |
the german people | 3 |
books of the | 3 |
the star of | 3 |
put it on | 3 |
the light of | 3 |
in the house | 3 |
this i know | 3 |
of an office | 3 |
two hearts in | 3 |
the crown of | 3 |
sonnet in english | 3 |
of a hoodlum | 3 |
i wish that | 3 |
when i got | 3 |
the same as | 3 |
to take the | 3 |
he was a | 3 |
the prose of | 3 |
a crown of | 3 |
and on the | 3 |
he would be | 3 |
star and star | 3 |
highest of created | 3 |
to my heart | 3 |
and kind of | 3 |
poems in the | 2 |
a wish rebuked | 2 |
of louise norton | 2 |
with all the | 2 |
in the vices | 2 |
get off the | 2 |
like one of | 2 |
in the gentlemanly | 2 |
as the symbol | 2 |
to where i | 2 |
and you are | 2 |
until my soul | 2 |
over twice and | 2 |
the head of | 2 |
wheel she was | 2 |
you set and | 2 |
winter and the | 2 |
in warehouse and | 2 |
there was a | 2 |
showing how vanity | 2 |
when on the | 2 |
of the car | 2 |
the old man | 2 |
i could see | 2 |
gentleman and a | 2 |
we do not | 2 |
and mame is | 2 |
to hear her | 2 |
birthday piece no | 2 |
they are akin | 2 |
sad skidoo have | 2 |
i stood and | 2 |
we have a | 2 |
as the sonnet | 2 |
night i dreamed | 2 |
there with your | 2 |
their pockets now | 2 |
boss was out | 2 |
all the summer | 2 |
portrait of carl | 2 |
a shallow stream | 2 |
is one who | 2 |
hearts of men | 2 |
point out the | 2 |
to me to | 2 |
scorn not the | 2 |
put it in | 2 |
cuts the cake | 2 |
me in a | 2 |
thy heart in | 2 |
of the fan | 2 |
the minds of | 2 |
that cannot die | 2 |
are full of | 2 |
me such a | 2 |
me to the | 2 |
of mind and | 2 |
wish i was | 2 |
of michael peter | 2 |
in his pride | 2 |
is still on | 2 |
the gentlemanly interest | 2 |
there were no | 2 |
a new house | 2 |
got aboard my | 2 |
throng to see | 2 |
skidoo have came | 2 |
if i dast | 2 |
response to heroism | 2 |
it is that | 2 |
to make a | 2 |
the summer long | 2 |
the rear platform | 2 |
india to england | 2 |
that keep their | 2 |
how vanity is | 2 |
that he had | 2 |
of british columbia | 2 |
a day redeemed | 2 |
and the wilderness | 2 |
the human race | 2 |
portraits of igor | 2 |
winter and spring | 2 |
it was the | 2 |
of kindergarten chin | 2 |
we knows a | 2 |
cold corpse and | 2 |
an autumn walk | 2 |
the structure of | 2 |
the world is | 2 |
and a lady | 2 |
seemed to be | 2 |
the exclusion of | 2 |
that i was | 2 |
at the end | 2 |
to tell thee | 2 |
he himself is | 2 |
the tide of | 2 |
still on deck | 2 |
sire to son | 2 |
a faithful preacher | 2 |
to the heart | 2 |
and other verse | 2 |
vainly at the | 2 |
when you set | 2 |
must be the | 2 |
three days with | 2 |
moving into a | 2 |
and let your | 2 |
any of us | 2 |
in the clear | 2 |
portrait of mme | 2 |
cometh nix to | 2 |
it came to | 2 |
hate the german | 2 |
warehouse and office | 2 |
the coming of | 2 |
the symbol of | 2 |
art a lobster | 2 |
not the only | 2 |
heart to heart | 2 |
how oft thy | 2 |
worship of my | 2 |
there is a | 2 |
i heard the | 2 |
was a man | 2 |
yet pansy cometh | 2 |
richest and most | 2 |
the crowd would | 2 |
to me and | 2 |
with all your | 2 |
oi larned the | 2 |
wheel of misfortune | 2 |
she held her | 2 |
it from the | 2 |
the revolution in | 2 |
of my heart | 2 |
and then you | 2 |
may be taken | 2 |
on moving into | 2 |
but be it | 2 |
status of slang | 2 |
of light and | 2 |
object of his | 2 |
beat it with | 2 |
a race to | 2 |
by the great | 2 |
with all my | 2 |
that of the | 2 |
revolution in russia | 2 |
and that long | 2 |
her in my | 2 |
see how that | 2 |
the last dance | 2 |
in the early | 2 |
the noon of | 2 |
here is the | 2 |
i wish i | 2 |
my love thou | 2 |
her golden locks | 2 |
the way he | 2 |
it should be | 2 |
a great degree | 2 |
and in a | 2 |
of nizamat jung | 2 |
to the sonnets | 2 |
three hundredth anniversary | 2 |
join me in | 2 |
what there is | 2 |
the riverind father | 2 |
of the nawab | 2 |
house of an | 2 |
me as though | 2 |
the petrarchan model | 2 |
nor from the | 2 |
exclusion of asiatics | 2 |
are akin to | 2 |
by samuel ellsworth | 2 |
montagnais at tadoussac | 2 |
allies have failed | 2 |
came from donegal | 2 |
and most fertile | 2 |
but there is | 2 |
in his hat | 2 |
on the street | 2 |
to do with | 2 |
eyes the light | 2 |
to put it | 2 |
that might have | 2 |
about the way | 2 |
the memory of | 2 |
the day when | 2 |
so am i | 2 |
the common path | 2 |
message to impart | 2 |
and must be | 2 |
and you was | 2 |
i went and | 2 |
the name of | 2 |
the last six | 2 |
a gentleman and | 2 |
us and ours | 2 |
on the bunch | 2 |
the great war | 2 |
miners of british | 2 |
come and go | 2 |
portrait of a | 2 |
with all his | 2 |
but when i | 2 |
vanity is still | 2 |
morning when the | 2 |
the metropolitan street | 2 |
humble virtue gets | 2 |
be a man | 2 |
old and the | 2 |
that make the | 2 |
came and went | 2 |
the beginning of | 2 |
last six lines | 2 |
i might arise | 2 |
spring in quebec | 2 |
it with a | 2 |
in the neck | 2 |
it with some | 2 |
from the start | 2 |
her and me | 2 |
of mabel dodge | 2 |
she took a | 2 |
some soapy gent | 2 |
that murphy cake | 2 |
up to the | 2 |
and put it | 2 |
and other poems | 2 |
the eternal beauty | 2 |
calm after storm | 2 |
him with a | 2 |
but it is | 2 |
write a preface | 2 |
not come back | 2 |
by nicholas l | 2 |
from out the | 2 |
of an ontario | 2 |
would not be | 2 |
have came and | 2 |
him to the | 2 |
the sonnets of | 2 |
not the old | 2 |
and wished that | 2 |
rubber vainly at | 2 |
every day a | 2 |
sample of the | 2 |
we are at | 2 |
a late spring | 2 |
thou art a | 2 |
it seemed as | 2 |
and send him | 2 |
the wings of | 2 |
took him to | 2 |
i lay aside | 2 |
and the new | 2 |
the status of | 2 |
the boss was | 2 |
thou hast but | 2 |
be in a | 2 |
to see her | 2 |
i could die | 2 |
as not to | 2 |
in my own | 2 |
see her golden | 2 |
a short poem | 2 |
of the war | 2 |
them to their | 2 |
to ride with | 2 |
and for all | 2 |
ought to be | 2 |
to say that | 2 |
rear platform of | 2 |
in the sea | 2 |
with some soapy | 2 |
i seen you | 2 |
my cold corpse | 2 |
i went to | 2 |
the wheel of | 2 |
the object of | 2 |
the throng to | 2 |
it but a | 2 |
come to my | 2 |
of the soul | 2 |
into a new | 2 |
the soul and | 2 |
beginning of winter | 2 |
whin oi was | 2 |
do not know | 2 |
end of the | 2 |
when i went | 2 |
if i would | 2 |
the montagnais at | 2 |
it seemed to | 2 |
she turned her | 2 |
sonnets and other | 2 |
seemed to me | 2 |
glory of the | 2 |
him to my | 2 |
on finding a | 2 |
and for the | 2 |
of a gentleman | 2 |
my soul and | 2 |
and left the | 2 |
one of our | 2 |
a copy of | 2 |
if i could | 2 |
sixth avenue car | 2 |
of our poet | 2 |
the warmth of | 2 |
pansy for a | 2 |
refuses to occur | 2 |
the car conductor | 2 |
we read his | 2 |
as though the | 2 |
nizamat jung bahadur | 2 |
they put me | 2 |
ride with me | 2 |
but he is | 2 |
the sublime hope | 2 |
loops of kindergarten | 2 |
i got a | 2 |
we will not | 2 |
when you was | 2 |
of my love | 2 |
all that is | 2 |
portrait of michael | 2 |
to my cold | 2 |
follower of the | 2 |
girl refuses to | 2 |
i got the | 2 |
but in the | 2 |
fred emerson brooks | 2 |
the spirit of | 2 |
when i handed | 2 |
joy of creation | 2 |
i am at | 2 |
him for the | 2 |
my heart hath | 2 |
have we learned | 2 |
i got her | 2 |
it is to | 2 |
nizamat jung has | 2 |
of carl van | 2 |
three hundred years | 2 |
i have been | 2 |
failure at forty | 2 |
and she would | 2 |
know i am | 2 |
still does the | 2 |
i know its | 2 |
a hundred years | 2 |
then would i | 2 |
the fan fan | 2 |
now are filled | 2 |
neither of them | 2 |
my syncopated con | 2 |
the names of | 2 |
platform of a | 2 |
could die dancing | 2 |
the higher knighthood | 2 |
coming of champlain | 2 |
the richest and | 2 |
and filled with | 2 |
in a little | 2 |
put me in | 2 |
consciousness of the | 2 |
was it but | 2 |
back to the | 2 |
in the night | 2 |
she must be | 2 |
up loops of | 2 |
of the metropolitan | 2 |
to go and | 2 |
old as me | 2 |
aspens at cresheim | 2 |
of igor vyvyan | 2 |
pansy cometh nix | 2 |
is the natural | 2 |
hundredth anniversary of | 2 |
we are now | 2 |
days with sad | 2 |
my two boys | 2 |
nix to ride | 2 |
wolfgang copernicus addleburger | 2 |
in its turn | 2 |
give me a | 2 |
to show the | 2 |
me with a | 2 |
de wheel she | 2 |
before the throne | 2 |
of a sixth | 2 |
the other day | 2 |
there are no | 2 |
first winter and | 2 |
and as we | 2 |
the glory of | 2 |
portrait of the | 2 |
walks in his | 2 |
i piped my | 2 |
new old story | 2 |
read these sonnets | 2 |
of his affections | 2 |
i give a | 2 |
in the falklands | 2 |
was born in | 2 |
portraits of mabel | 2 |
come in he | 2 |
there in the | 2 |
came from clare | 2 |
he had a | 2 |
the bay of | 2 |
there was no | 2 |
i rubber vainly | 2 |
only by the | 2 |
but a dream | 2 |
there and then | 2 |
with sad skidoo | 2 |
the new old | 2 |
that i might | 2 |
the three hundredth | 2 |
if any of | 2 |
the reader from | 2 |
come from out | 2 |
the way it | 2 |
last dance at | 2 |
for a new | 2 |
finding a copy | 2 |
from the italian | 2 |
as already said | 2 |
and spring in | 2 |
put it down | 2 |
of man and | 2 |
ships in port | 2 |
like to go | 2 |
noon of night | 2 |
samuel ellsworth kiser | 2 |
she would not | 2 |
the winter and | 2 |
portraits of the | 2 |
knows a man | 2 |
and down the | 2 |
a book of | 2 |
dance at dawn | 2 |
father came from | 2 |
as well as | 2 |
all dat monee | 2 |
it to the | 2 |
such a discontent | 2 |
of a car | 2 |
the north wind | 2 |
pockets now are | 2 |
the expression of | 2 |
same as i | 2 |
i thought that | 2 |
alone with nature | 2 |
of these sonnets | 2 |
in my heart | 2 |
who was a | 2 |
men of action | 2 |
and their pockets | 2 |
full of feet | 2 |
a sample of | 2 |
and you and | 2 |
he said that | 2 |
of the most | 2 |
of the sonnets | 2 |
virtue gets it | 2 |
could not be | 2 |
mother came from | 2 |
on the bum | 2 |
and the idiot | 2 |
found in the | 2 |
in my arms | 2 |
the house of | 2 |
to work again | 2 |
at the throng | 2 |
every time i | 2 |
to be the | 2 |
heart and soul | 2 |
i am not | 2 |
a flock of | 2 |
a host of | 2 |
an ontario farmer | 2 |
gets it in | 2 |
how that murphy | 2 |
it in the | 2 |
not prevent the | 2 |
wordsworth and rossetti | 2 |
all through the | 2 |
the joy of | 2 |
in a few | 2 |
and i am | 2 |
us turn to | 2 |
the old and | 2 |
to you the | 2 |
girl and the | 2 |
with many a | 2 |
and so he | 2 |
what has been | 2 |
jewels in the | 2 |
and heart to | 2 |
the ideal preacher | 2 |
riverind father blake | 2 |
of all the | 2 |
i take it | 2 |
five or six | 2 |
let us turn | 2 |
talk no avail | 2 |
no more to | 2 |
saved the crowd | 2 |
do with the | 2 |
whence it came | 2 |
of created languages | 2 |
it is the | 2 |
and rings a | 2 |
the sighs that | 2 |
must rhyme on | 2 |
in the throng | 2 |
my old classical | 2 |
are you on | 2 |
portraits of louise | 2 |