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The last charge of powder
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Getting near the Pole
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A seventeen days march
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An excursion to the North of Victoria Bay
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the North West Passage
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Tracks of bears
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As prey and booty for the rest
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Batten upon the hemlock
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Now weak through lapsing life
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Yet formed with equal function, equal force
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Compact of members alien in kind
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Creatures of twofold stock
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On these and similar topics.
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So speaks the tongue that cannot lie.
plochingen:
So speaks the tongue that cannot lie.
plochingen:
So speaks the tongue that cannot lie.
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The fairies, the brownies, the bogles
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The Weird of the Three Arrows.
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One kind glance would charm me
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Through the sudden rack of the clouds.
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That Whippety Stourie.
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To tell the even-down truth.
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In the heat of the onset.
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He retired to rest, but not to sleep.
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A good deal of uncanny land.
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To the Scottish metropolis
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The remainder of her secrets.
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But the head piece was gone.
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The crags at one of the stacks.
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Since this stands certain
