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Página 80 - We have ploughed, we have sowed, We have reaped, we have mowed We have brought home every load, Hip, hip, hip, Harvest home ! and thus, sir, the whole assembly shout
Página 270 - I shall never get away from the thought o' it," he wailed, when they had passed; and he put his hand over his eyes as if to shut out the sight of something before his mind. For a few steps they went on in silence. Ursula was the first to find the courage to speak. "Can be nobeddy o' these parts," she presently began in a low whisper.
Página 81 - They made a king of the reapers, whose word was law ; and from farm to farm they went in turn, where they were wanted most, and every homestead found a feast.
Página 180 - Take a bit of rancy bacon, rub the warts well, and bury it under the middle stone of the drashle of the stable door. The warts will then go.