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trigram | frequency |
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was an old | 186 |
there was an | 184 |
old man of | 129 |
illustration there was | 120 |
an old man | 119 |
there was a | 97 |
and all the | 86 |
old person of | 82 |
out of the | 80 |
an old person | 58 |
up and down | 55 |
to and fro | 55 |
in the air | 54 |
man of the | 52 |
and in the | 50 |
was a young | 50 |
young lady of | 48 |
up in the | 44 |
to go to | 43 |
in the sky | 43 |
a young lady | 42 |
the land of | 41 |
this is the | 41 |
of the sea | 40 |
the end of | 40 |
up to the | 40 |
and when the | 40 |
if you can | 38 |
the sound of | 36 |
in the dark | 36 |
the seven young | 36 |
to see the | 36 |
of all the | 34 |
and i will | 34 |
it was a | 33 |
and on the | 33 |
all the world | 33 |
at the door | 32 |
that old man | 32 |
on the ground | 32 |
in the garden | 32 |
as well as | 32 |
the old man | 31 |
and through the | 31 |
down on the | 31 |
all the day | 31 |
the top of | 31 |
the light of | 31 |
the side of | 31 |
it is not | 30 |
was once a | 30 |
as i ride | 30 |
one by one | 30 |
song of the | 30 |
and down the | 29 |
the face of | 29 |
by the side | 29 |
there came a | 29 |
out in the | 28 |
all day long | 28 |
the voice of | 28 |
it was the | 28 |
and many a | 28 |
the heart of | 28 |
here and there | 27 |
go to bed | 26 |
of the seven | 26 |
the song of | 26 |
illustration this is | 26 |
to be a | 26 |
at last the | 25 |
and from the | 25 |
man with a | 25 |
down in the | 25 |
i saw the | 25 |
on the hill | 25 |
went to the | 25 |
and when he | 25 |
woe is me | 24 |
when they said | 24 |
i could not | 24 |
but when the | 24 |
the young man | 24 |
i wish i | 24 |
of the world | 24 |
in the house | 23 |
and then the | 23 |
you from the | 23 |
to make a | 23 |
the sun is | 23 |
and the little | 22 |
i want to | 22 |
round and round | 22 |
and over the | 22 |
on the floor | 22 |
one of the | 22 |
back to the | 22 |
never came back | 22 |
i can see | 22 |
to make the | 22 |
down to the | 22 |
once a little | 21 |
for all the | 21 |
all in the | 21 |
at the end | 21 |
night and day | 21 |
to hear the | 21 |
there is no | 21 |
in spite of | 21 |
side of the | 21 |
end of the | 21 |
of the night | 21 |
from out the | 21 |
the hills of | 21 |
i should like | 21 |
to where the | 21 |
with many a | 20 |
thought of the | 20 |
when i was | 20 |
and at the | 20 |
in the wood | 20 |
by permission of | 20 |
in the morning | 20 |
i heard a | 20 |
in the land | 20 |
i thought of | 20 |
with all his | 20 |
over the hill | 20 |
the shadow of | 20 |
through all the | 20 |
side by side | 20 |
it is a | 19 |
and then he | 19 |
i hear the | 19 |
all through the | 19 |
there is a | 19 |
and to the | 19 |
on the shore | 19 |
let us be | 19 |
come back to | 19 |
on and on | 19 |
i have a | 19 |
house by the | 19 |
when it was | 19 |
it must be | 19 |
old man with | 19 |
now and then | 19 |
not a word | 19 |
and when they | 19 |
the hand that | 19 |
all in a | 18 |
do you think | 18 |
and then i | 18 |
the world is | 18 |
i tell you | 18 |
up in a | 18 |
on the top | 18 |
i know not | 18 |
as if he | 18 |
down the street | 18 |
here is the | 18 |
worried about it | 18 |
to the ground | 18 |
of the west | 18 |
we will go | 18 |
on the sea | 18 |
stood on the | 18 |
and when i | 18 |
he worried about | 18 |
in all the | 18 |
down by the | 18 |
to look at | 18 |
and with a | 18 |
the head of | 18 |
the wind is | 17 |
as if a | 17 |
and so i | 17 |
the little girl | 17 |
when all the | 17 |
and there was | 17 |
in the sun | 17 |
with all the | 17 |
more and more | 17 |
rock me to | 17 |
and up the | 17 |
came to the | 17 |
he had a | 17 |
a little girl | 17 |
break of day | 17 |
the king of | 17 |
light of the | 17 |
land of nod | 17 |
as soon as | 17 |
by the sea | 17 |
when she came | 17 |
me to sleep | 17 |
face of the | 17 |
and hear the | 17 |
the flag of | 17 |
i am not | 17 |
and i was | 17 |
think of the | 17 |
if you please | 16 |
and as he | 16 |
and the wind | 16 |
on the other | 16 |
out of sight | 16 |
forget me not | 16 |
when i am | 16 |
and no one | 16 |
of the dead | 16 |
and he worried | 16 |
in the street | 16 |
begging we will | 16 |
in and out | 16 |
it seems to | 16 |
away to the | 16 |
in the world | 16 |
there in the | 16 |
and see the | 16 |
girls and boys | 16 |
and i think | 16 |
in the night | 16 |
and the other | 16 |
and i have | 16 |
drank my last | 16 |
shadow of the | 16 |
i heard the | 16 |
a book of | 16 |
look at the | 16 |
in the darkness | 16 |
i think i | 16 |
in a moment | 16 |
out of his | 16 |
i have to | 16 |
my last glass | 16 |
me in the | 16 |
to be the | 16 |
illustration illustration illustration | 16 |
that he was | 16 |
top of the | 16 |
what to do | 15 |
in a sieve | 15 |
to join the | 15 |
was a little | 15 |
it is the | 15 |
i was a | 15 |
as if they | 15 |
i am the | 15 |
as long as | 15 |
in a row | 15 |
all the rest | 15 |
out on the | 15 |
and the old | 15 |
of the sun | 15 |
to the sea | 15 |
and as the | 15 |
a song of | 15 |
close to the | 15 |
should like to | 15 |
and a little | 15 |
and he said | 15 |
and i must | 15 |
day by day | 15 |
on the green | 15 |
to have a | 15 |
seems to me | 15 |
and i am | 15 |
back to me | 15 |
a bit of | 15 |
all the while | 15 |
was on the | 15 |
the last of | 15 |
at break of | 15 |
in the little | 15 |
if i were | 15 |
won the war | 15 |
by the hand | 15 |
up the hill | 15 |
and in a | 15 |
the house that | 15 |
here is a | 15 |
and in his | 14 |
go to the | 14 |
of the road | 14 |
in the meadow | 14 |
on the wall | 14 |
the shade of | 14 |
upon the ground | 14 |
not to be | 14 |
a little boy | 14 |
sat on a | 14 |
on the roof | 14 |
the other side | 14 |
the name of | 14 |
one and all | 14 |
the eyes of | 14 |
would be a | 14 |
all of the | 14 |
but in the | 14 |
to keep the | 14 |
in the middle | 14 |
do not know | 14 |
house that jack | 14 |
old man in | 14 |
of the moon | 14 |
away from the | 14 |
who lived in | 14 |
in fourteen ninety | 14 |
far and wide | 14 |
in front of | 14 |
the rest of | 14 |
that jack built | 14 |
i heard you | 14 |
and out of | 14 |
illustration illustration this | 14 |
in the fields | 14 |
man in a | 14 |
up from the | 14 |
of my own | 14 |
the way to | 14 |
in the face | 14 |
have to go | 14 |
down the hill | 14 |
us be kind | 14 |
and now the | 14 |
is full of | 14 |
and the sun | 14 |
the raggedy man | 14 |
you want to | 14 |
the sun was | 13 |
the whole of | 13 |
my bed is | 13 |
not at all | 13 |
if i had | 13 |
till at last | 13 |
sound of a | 13 |
a lot of | 13 |
he could not | 13 |
he was a | 13 |
the air was | 13 |
if i could | 13 |
flag of the | 13 |
hundred years ago | 13 |
the breath of | 13 |
of those who | 13 |
they never came | 13 |
all in vain | 13 |
and then she | 13 |
in the valley | 13 |
of the day | 13 |
day and night | 13 |
she went to | 13 |
there was no | 13 |
little white lily | 13 |
but still the | 13 |
on his back | 13 |
you and you | 13 |
little boy blue | 13 |
in the corner | 13 |
if you will | 13 |
lived in the | 13 |
sound of the | 13 |
and he was | 13 |
how many years | 13 |
in the fire | 13 |
i go on | 13 |
on his head | 13 |
she came back | 13 |
and this is | 13 |
the pied piper | 13 |
he heard the | 13 |
the pride of | 13 |
is on the | 13 |
the night is | 13 |
went to sea | 13 |
many years ago | 13 |
away in the | 13 |
and not a | 13 |
him in the | 13 |
on the lea | 13 |
he came to | 13 |
every one of | 12 |
and when you | 12 |
and the stars | 12 |
more than a | 12 |
the little boy | 12 |
had never been | 12 |
not in the | 12 |
the little one | 12 |
in the midst | 12 |
was in the | 12 |
what is so | 12 |
history of the | 12 |
i shall be | 12 |
of the sky | 12 |
he went to | 12 |
when children are | 12 |
the picture story | 12 |
a sort of | 12 |
with a smile | 12 |
by the light | 12 |
and then a | 12 |
as if to | 12 |
the cows come | 12 |
that i had | 12 |
in the road | 12 |
ballad of the | 12 |
the stormy winds | 12 |
in the hall | 12 |
stormy winds do | 12 |
in a wood | 12 |
as good as | 12 |
all the time | 12 |
a man of | 12 |
through the night | 12 |
face to face | 12 |
i do not | 12 |
that was the | 12 |
all over the | 12 |
i will not | 12 |
all round the | 12 |
you will find | 12 |
and with the | 12 |
is in the | 12 |
in the wind | 12 |
in the old | 12 |
the love of | 12 |
in the snow | 12 |
to the shore | 12 |
o for a | 12 |
shall it be | 12 |
to the poor | 12 |
selected and arranged | 12 |
of her eye | 12 |
in at the | 12 |
and just as | 12 |
for a moment | 12 |
give me a | 12 |
in the moonlight | 12 |
these are the | 12 |
winds do blow | 12 |
not a single | 12 |
on the rhine | 12 |
far and few | 12 |
the story of | 11 |
a piece of | 11 |
the death of | 11 |
are in the | 11 |
to the town | 11 |
like to be | 11 |
illustration she went | 11 |
come to the | 11 |
on the grass | 11 |
better than gold | 11 |
a little child | 11 |
in the great | 11 |
all his might | 11 |
down from the | 11 |
the sea and | 11 |
to all the | 11 |
and the two | 11 |
i shall find | 11 |
from all the | 11 |
in the evening | 11 |
the best of | 11 |
when he was | 11 |
to find the | 11 |
hand in hand | 11 |
of the hill | 11 |
as if it | 11 |
great and small | 11 |
the corner of | 11 |
not ring to | 11 |
all night long | 11 |
to the little | 11 |
i had a | 11 |
hills of habersham | 11 |
when the sun | 11 |
the mouth of | 11 |
this was the | 11 |
by and by | 11 |
i did not | 11 |
on the road | 11 |
heart of the | 11 |
things to eat | 11 |
of the city | 11 |
so long as | 11 |
on to the | 11 |
brave lord willoughby | 11 |
to think of | 11 |
and if you | 11 |
singing in the | 11 |
and by the | 11 |
to be seen | 11 |
to each other | 11 |
children in the | 11 |
of bonny dundee | 11 |
the land where | 11 |
lay in the | 11 |
what shall i | 11 |
live in the | 11 |
three of us | 11 |
king of the | 11 |
and the blue | 11 |
far and near | 11 |
when they saw | 11 |
that is the | 11 |
of the author | 11 |
just as i | 11 |
it may be | 11 |
into the sea | 11 |
i shall not | 11 |
what shall we | 11 |
and the children | 11 |
on the hills | 11 |
if all the | 11 |
dead of night | 11 |
the little green | 11 |
the depths of | 11 |
and the boy | 11 |
the midst of | 11 |
and the red | 11 |
the valleys of | 11 |
as for the | 11 |
as fast as | 11 |
they came to | 11 |
to go and | 11 |
auld lang syne | 11 |
to buy him | 11 |
wish i were | 11 |
there was not | 11 |
an old lady | 11 |
down into the | 11 |
one of them | 11 |
all about the | 11 |
was not a | 11 |
what is the | 11 |
large paper edition | 11 |
you and i | 11 |
in the sea | 11 |
permission of the | 11 |
shall we do | 10 |
deep in the | 10 |
i found a | 10 |
in flanders fields | 10 |
in a dream | 10 |
the glory of | 10 |
she was not | 10 |
seemed as if | 10 |
the door of | 10 |
when the teacher | 10 |
go to sleep | 10 |
his heart was | 10 |
that he might | 10 |
on the farm | 10 |
through the wood | 10 |
what do you | 10 |
up at the | 10 |
that lay in | 10 |
valleys of hall | 10 |
by his side | 10 |
the tramp of | 10 |
the place where | 10 |
a word of | 10 |
hill to the | 10 |
that i could | 10 |
sea in a | 10 |
and when we | 10 |
just the same | 10 |
come and go | 10 |
of the land | 10 |
and as i | 10 |
but when i | 10 |
east and west | 10 |
the setting sun | 10 |
but i am | 10 |
all the land | 10 |
and this was | 10 |
he was not | 10 |
was never seen | 10 |
cried the mayor | 10 |
them on the | 10 |
all the night | 10 |
and the dew | 10 |
that you were | 10 |
it is very | 10 |
he saw the | 10 |
and so we | 10 |
to take the | 10 |
the six hundred | 10 |
little green orchard | 10 |
all the children | 10 |
on the deck | 10 |
with his head | 10 |
far in the | 10 |
when you are | 10 |
for you to | 10 |
i saw a | 10 |
for many a | 10 |
him to the | 10 |
the edge of | 10 |
in the woods | 10 |
i would not | 10 |
that i have | 10 |
one of you | 10 |
they went to | 10 |
the middle of | 10 |
that old person | 10 |
piper of hamelin | 10 |
a score of | 10 |
as in the | 10 |
away down the | 10 |
he has a | 10 |
the river and | 10 |
ring in the | 10 |
here in the | 10 |
as much as | 10 |
but they said | 10 |
in the dust | 10 |
to make it | 10 |
de la mare | 10 |
and all my | 10 |
and in my | 10 |
the hill to | 10 |
pied piper of | 10 |
is not a | 10 |
the light brigade | 10 |
when he had | 10 |
as it was | 10 |
at my feet | 10 |
sailing on the | 10 |
in the church | 10 |
came back to | 10 |
full many a | 10 |
flower of liberty | 10 |
all of us | 10 |
the teacher gets | 10 |
middle of the | 10 |
all the way | 10 |
out of her | 10 |
to sea in | 10 |
the history of | 10 |
and arranged by | 10 |
in the shade | 10 |
in the spring | 10 |
whose conduct was | 10 |
to hold in | 10 |
the city of | 10 |
to the sky | 10 |
flag of england | 10 |
from the sky | 10 |
the prince of | 10 |
and now i | 10 |
are happy and | 10 |
the other day | 10 |
to the right | 10 |
my heart was | 9 |
the trees are | 9 |
me in a | 9 |
out the light | 9 |
the blood of | 9 |
into the street | 9 |
she used to | 9 |
and all about | 9 |
i think of | 9 |
the road to | 9 |
the white rabbits | 9 |
and we are | 9 |
and there they | 9 |
eyes of the | 9 |
and the first | 9 |
the beating of | 9 |
from the sea | 9 |
i see him | 9 |
cut off the | 9 |
i see the | 9 |
to see them | 9 |
on every side | 9 |
said to the | 9 |
the hour of | 9 |
there were no | 9 |
and saw the | 9 |
garden of verses | 9 |
we heard the | 9 |
a thousand guilders | 9 |
do you know | 9 |
in the tree | 9 |
thank god for | 9 |
of the apple | 9 |
the leaves of | 9 |
time to cut | 9 |
in the picture | 9 |
but they all | 9 |
i will give | 9 |
and i said | 9 |
to the river | 9 |
on the beach | 9 |
off the dicky | 9 |
such a thing | 9 |
with a sigh | 9 |
then with a | 9 |
through and through | 9 |
bold robin hood | 9 |
the bad girl | 9 |
mortgage on the | 9 |
with never a | 9 |
they could not | 9 |
the sky is | 9 |
safe and sound | 9 |
the little ones | 9 |
home from the | 9 |
hide and seek | 9 |
father and mother | 9 |
and i shall | 9 |
they did not | 9 |
he would not | 9 |
of the morning | 9 |
the place of | 9 |
upon the floor | 9 |
of the year | 9 |
among the trees | 9 |
to do it | 9 |
and leave my | 9 |
for it is | 9 |
who won the | 9 |
by the door | 9 |
a family of | 9 |
to see that | 9 |
gone to the | 9 |
side of a | 9 |
the reason why | 9 |
in the blue | 9 |
that he had | 9 |
and as for | 9 |
that ate the | 9 |
the gates of | 9 |
so loud a | 9 |
of all that | 9 |
the judgment day | 9 |
and other stories | 9 |
the sod and | 9 |
be tied to | 9 |
on either hand | 9 |
out through the | 9 |
of the children | 9 |
as i have | 9 |
i mean to | 9 |
and that is | 9 |
sure to be | 9 |
in the market | 9 |
it seemed as | 9 |
i shall never | 9 |
of the village | 9 |
could not see | 9 |
have drank my | 9 |
with all her | 9 |
some for the | 9 |
land of counterpane | 9 |
to the farm | 9 |
with coloured frontispiece | 9 |
this is a | 9 |
that sings so | 9 |
he did not | 9 |
loud a song | 9 |
on all the | 9 |
in the days | 9 |
in the twilight | 9 |
in the parlour | 9 |
the strength of | 9 |
and the poor | 9 |
loud and long | 9 |
how can i | 9 |
the banner of | 9 |
is like a | 9 |
let me live | 9 |
up the mountain | 9 |
i have drank | 9 |
hold in fee | 9 |
on the way | 9 |
blowing all day | 9 |
i came to | 9 |
by the author | 9 |
in the long | 9 |
deep and wide | 9 |
corner of her | 9 |
he will not | 9 |
now in the | 9 |
to the sun | 9 |
the children of | 9 |
of a man | 9 |
as to the | 9 |
and that was | 9 |
fell on the | 9 |
said it was | 9 |
with a broken | 9 |
to the top | 9 |
at the gallop | 9 |
and if i | 9 |
all the little | 9 |
the charge of | 9 |
to the heart | 9 |
through the town | 9 |
if you would | 9 |
when you have | 9 |
the work of | 9 |
of the house | 9 |
to reach the | 9 |
of the lake | 9 |
and like a | 9 |
near and far | 9 |
and all in | 9 |
never a word | 9 |
the man who | 9 |
and the seven | 9 |
to buy a | 9 |
by my side | 9 |
you should have | 9 |
look down on | 9 |
but never a | 9 |
moo cow moo | 9 |
bingen on the | 9 |
and all of | 9 |
of the free | 9 |
close by the | 9 |
when he saw | 9 |
part of the | 9 |
in his own | 9 |
and the white | 9 |
the house of | 9 |
i made a | 9 |
to cut off | 9 |
without a name | 9 |
that she was | 9 |
sings so loud | 9 |
of the old | 9 |
over the sea | 9 |
the coppenter man | 9 |
the days of | 9 |
and the pussy | 9 |
and thou must | 9 |
but i go | 9 |
man and his | 9 |
in the bay | 9 |
from the ground | 9 |
the tops of | 9 |
went back to | 9 |
tell me true | 9 |
ate the malt | 9 |
in a minute | 9 |
from the field | 8 |
william cullen bryant | 8 |
him by the | 8 |
lived in a | 8 |
james russell lowell | 8 |
out of a | 8 |
and men may | 8 |
the door and | 8 |
in the breeze | 8 |
that in the | 8 |
our angel gabriel | 8 |
oliver wendell holmes | 8 |
not a bit | 8 |
him from the | 8 |
for fear of | 8 |
of such a | 8 |
a sound of | 8 |
you may see | 8 |
old man who | 8 |
at last he | 8 |
and she said | 8 |
i cannot tell | 8 |
have but my | 8 |
in the sunshine | 8 |
and so the | 8 |
with such a | 8 |
maiden with the | 8 |
days of old | 8 |
in the summer | 8 |
before the sun | 8 |
flow to join | 8 |
as far as | 8 |
it makes me | 8 |
the gift of | 8 |
the little maid | 8 |
the night was | 8 |
a very little | 8 |
come to me | 8 |
the heavy brigade | 8 |
to play with | 8 |
back from the | 8 |
the gloom of | 8 |
as if the | 8 |
on a time | 8 |
lest we forget | 8 |
of the way | 8 |
he is very | 8 |
to see what | 8 |
tongue of jagai | 8 |
for i know | 8 |
he does not | 8 |
the might of | 8 |
when the wind | 8 |
for love of | 8 |
and put it | 8 |
listen to the | 8 |
and for the | 8 |
i have been | 8 |
shall not be | 8 |
if it be | 8 |
in search of | 8 |
in the deep | 8 |
day in the | 8 |
the bells of | 8 |
the tongue of | 8 |
he used to | 8 |
all the sky | 8 |
night when the | 8 |
the little land | 8 |
the flowers that | 8 |
the air and | 8 |
of the wood | 8 |
through the air | 8 |
young lady whose | 8 |
ship and i | 8 |
of the most | 8 |
all the people | 8 |
for the brave | 8 |
shut my eyes | 8 |
he had not | 8 |
you will not | 8 |
can see the | 8 |
the boy who | 8 |
voice of the | 8 |
the garden wall | 8 |
the west begins | 8 |
place of the | 8 |
the moo cow | 8 |
the dear ones | 8 |
like an old | 8 |
at once to | 8 |
shall i do | 8 |
bread and butter | 8 |
and a thousand | 8 |
the back of | 8 |
the pink parasol | 8 |
they do not | 8 |
to the woods | 8 |
shade of the | 8 |
the spirit of | 8 |
do you see | 8 |
i got to | 8 |
on the burning | 8 |
and i can | 8 |
at length the | 8 |
to the very | 8 |
i go to | 8 |
the sun went | 8 |
of the north | 8 |
live in a | 8 |
in his hand | 8 |
things that are | 8 |
the old red | 8 |
of the light | 8 |
we are they | 8 |
ye have but | 8 |
on the garden | 8 |
me how to | 8 |
sam walter foss | 8 |
down the river | 8 |
made by the | 8 |
of the air | 8 |
go to morrow | 8 |
rode the six | 8 |
is but a | 8 |
as plain as | 8 |
the hand of | 8 |
a rendezvous with | 8 |
as in a | 8 |
to see how | 8 |
a ship that | 8 |
and i know | 8 |
homes of england | 8 |
a number of | 8 |
i used to | 8 |
in the west | 8 |
if you do | 8 |
is the way | 8 |
going to the | 8 |
when she was | 8 |
put on a | 8 |
ought to be | 8 |
not even a | 8 |
and the young | 8 |
to go out | 8 |
the solitude of | 8 |
the roar of | 8 |
bowed his head | 8 |
the things that | 8 |
the day is | 8 |
round the world | 8 |
the proud boy | 8 |
want to go | 8 |
had come to | 8 |
and a day | 8 |
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