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'The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away; - 'Iernė, round our sheltered hall November's gusts unheeded call; Not one faint breath can enter here Enough to wave my daughter's hair, And I am glad to watch the blaze Glance from her eyes, with mimic rays; To feel her cheek so softly pressed, In happy quiet on my breast. Read the first page
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These are the most frequently used words in this book.
above
again
away
beneath
breast
bright
brow
cannot
cold
come
dark
day
death
deep
despair
die
down
dream
drear
dreary
earth
even
evening
ever
eye
face
fair
fall
far
flowers
free
go
god
green
grief
hear
heart
heaven
home
hope
hour
joy
know
last
leave
let
life
light
long
look
love
may
might
mine
must
night
nor
now
once
own
pain
poems
rest
round
saw
sea
see
shall
shine
should
sky
sleep
smile
soul
sound
spirit
still
summer
sun
sweet
tears
thee
thine
thou
though
thought
thy
time
tis
upon
wave
weep
whose
wild
wind
winter
woe
world
years
yet
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