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12285	Various	The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 07, No. 44, June, 1861 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics			.txt	text/plain	84494	4083	73	whole of a man's nature, and leave it, like a sacked city, only a where souls can stand a little while at a time, and where all things "Now, my little heart," said the old woman, when their morning meal was "Well, well," said old Elsie,--"I'm going to leave her here to-day. "Well, Agnes," said the old woman, "I shall come for you after the Ave The natural world, passing through the mind of man, is Why do I think of that time to-night on the Big Blue, far away from I remember--a long time ago it seems, and yet I am not so old as Saul's From the instant we left the line of man's art, Saul became another the man who called himself the State, who thought that twenty millions own,--or prove to the great man of a little country town that there	./cache/12285.txt	./txt/12285.txt