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11980	Graham, Stephen	A Tramp's Sketches			.txt	text/plain	61925	3912	86	Black Sea shore, living for whole days together on wild fruit, water passed away--the sea became a great bale of grey--blue silk, I looked up to the sky and saw the evening turning swiftly to night the deserted road and asked my heart for a village, a house, a church, never grow old, and the beauty of his world can never pass away. "You are going to Jerusalem," said the good man and woman next once in a man's life the pilgrim Christ comes knocking at his door, I was tramping along a Black Sea road one night, and was wondering "Very like," said she, looking at me with new interest. I came into a little town; it was a cold night and I wanted shelter. spring, with a new, young, whispering child-life in the old heart. and sat looking out to sea for days, my eyes shining like lighthouse	./cache/11980.txt	./txt/11980.txt