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trigram | frequency |
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and the elf | 48 |
the imp and | 38 |
imp and the | 36 |
and the imp | 19 |
said the blackbird | 17 |
as soon as | 14 |
in the spring | 13 |
the blackbird had | 12 |
the top of | 12 |
willie and alice | 12 |
one of the | 12 |
and then the | 12 |
and then we | 12 |
out of the | 12 |
said the rook | 11 |
and then they | 11 |
there is a | 11 |
said the robin | 11 |
that the blackbird | 10 |
side of the | 10 |
it was a | 10 |
the little boy | 10 |
and it was | 10 |
he and his | 9 |
the elf and | 9 |
and he was | 9 |
of the old | 9 |
and the blackbird | 9 |
to the ground | 9 |
of all the | 9 |
the blackbird was | 8 |
on the ground | 8 |
and that is | 8 |
one of them | 8 |
to the woods | 8 |
it must be | 8 |
end of the | 8 |
the end of | 8 |
close to the | 7 |
in the summer | 7 |
and when we | 7 |
it is not | 7 |
i do not | 7 |
it is very | 7 |
that he had | 7 |
elf and the | 7 |
we think of | 7 |
top of the | 7 |
he had been | 7 |
on the grass | 7 |
there was a | 7 |
here and there | 7 |
in the woods | 6 |
the old mansion | 6 |
we do not | 6 |
and as he | 6 |
replied the blackbird | 6 |
it on the | 6 |
and the little | 6 |
in the fields | 6 |
that they are | 6 |
a good deal | 6 |
for a moment | 6 |
the elf always | 6 |
on the top | 6 |
about this time | 6 |
one or two | 6 |
some of the | 6 |
and then a | 5 |
he could not | 5 |
must be confessed | 5 |
out on the | 5 |
to be seen | 5 |
on to the | 5 |
of the ivy | 5 |
of one of | 5 |
in the orchard | 5 |
the last of | 5 |
on the lawn | 5 |
such a lot | 5 |
was a little | 5 |
a few moments | 5 |
and then he | 5 |
not to be | 5 |
in the middle | 5 |
way to the | 5 |
the edge of | 5 |
if they were | 5 |
they are the | 5 |
the same time | 5 |
into the air | 5 |
when we go | 5 |
i told you | 5 |
the other side | 5 |
and it is | 5 |
on the other | 5 |
be confessed that | 5 |
in the nest | 5 |
that it was | 5 |
it is a | 5 |
of the house | 5 |
soon as the | 5 |
the little girl | 5 |
replied the rook | 5 |
to be a | 5 |
out of a | 5 |
he did not | 5 |
to see the | 5 |
it was very | 5 |
for some time | 4 |
it was the | 4 |
it was with | 4 |
at this moment | 4 |
is a little | 4 |
the side of | 4 |
with no small | 4 |
added to the | 4 |
the old gardener | 4 |
the middle of | 4 |
the window and | 4 |
if we are | 4 |
of the nest | 4 |
of the trees | 4 |
he had not | 4 |
his young ones | 4 |
are such a | 4 |
one day the | 4 |
to the rook | 4 |
sit on the | 4 |
when i was | 4 |
to find that | 4 |
as the blackbird | 4 |
the imp says | 4 |
the little children | 4 |
out of his | 4 |
part of the | 4 |
to have a | 4 |
we watch the | 4 |
on a small | 4 |
covered with snow | 4 |
we go to | 4 |
put it on | 4 |
and watch the | 4 |
off to the | 4 |
do not know | 4 |
to speak of | 4 |
leaves on the | 4 |
hear the cuckoo | 4 |
spring and summer | 4 |
it was only | 4 |
long time ago | 4 |
that is the | 4 |
in the air | 4 |
and then came | 4 |
are full of | 4 |
edge of the | 4 |
it is time | 4 |
the hay is | 4 |
on all sides | 4 |
for a few | 4 |
the next morning | 4 |
of them is | 4 |
backwards and forwards | 4 |
day the blackbird | 4 |
of the window | 4 |
it was not | 4 |
and of course | 4 |
do you know | 4 |
all the other | 4 |
we find the | 4 |
of the year | 4 |
now that the | 4 |
the beginning of | 4 |
as if he | 4 |
on the bough | 4 |
good deal of | 4 |
last of the | 4 |
in and out | 4 |
he is a | 4 |
which had been | 4 |
too hot to | 4 |
the sun is | 4 |
they had been | 4 |
not a little | 4 |
go to the | 4 |
are in the | 4 |
there are such | 4 |
going to be | 4 |
if it were | 4 |
could not help | 4 |
at the end | 4 |
the bay window | 4 |
hang them up | 4 |
them in the | 4 |
we have a | 4 |
a few more | 4 |
all the same | 4 |
a long time | 4 |
is going to | 4 |
time that the | 4 |
a few days | 4 |
and in the | 4 |
think of the | 4 |
a lot of | 4 |
to look for | 4 |
as the imp | 3 |
shelter of the | 3 |
were to be | 3 |
it was some | 3 |
and a white | 3 |
down on the | 3 |
the imp loves | 3 |
the robin had | 3 |
flat on the | 3 |
is time to | 3 |
perched on the | 3 |
there had been | 3 |
they do not | 3 |
the imp said | 3 |
all the winter | 3 |
of his small | 3 |
to tell you | 3 |
picking up the | 3 |
to know what | 3 |
a shrill cry | 3 |
and all the | 3 |
and sang a | 3 |
with a certain | 3 |
the shelter of | 3 |
just as if | 3 |
and the other | 3 |
across the meadow | 3 |
as if they | 3 |
the blackbird never | 3 |
to the nest | 3 |
go to bed | 3 |
by the side | 3 |
thought he would | 3 |
when the hay | 3 |
and the snow | 3 |
when the sun | 3 |
he has a | 3 |
told you in | 3 |
we are all | 3 |
then they are | 3 |
the sun was | 3 |
the hawthorn tree | 3 |
in front of | 3 |
and some of | 3 |
chirp the third | 3 |
in the night | 3 |
soon as we | 3 |
are just like | 3 |
of the spring | 3 |
this time that | 3 |
during the winter | 3 |
was perched on | 3 |
and his wife | 3 |
that the elf | 3 |
are tired of | 3 |
the following day | 3 |
in the evergreen | 3 |
for they are | 3 |
when we get | 3 |
as he was | 3 |
from under the | 3 |
do you remember | 3 |
had not been | 3 |
to look at | 3 |
on the water | 3 |
if they are | 3 |
the woods we | 3 |
he thought he | 3 |
in the morning | 3 |
then we all | 3 |
flew off to | 3 |
and away they | 3 |
the grass and | 3 |
was not a | 3 |
why they are | 3 |
looking at the | 3 |
to the blackbird | 3 |
as it is | 3 |
it is just | 3 |
and all his | 3 |
blackbird could not | 3 |
and we are | 3 |
of the country | 3 |
at this time | 3 |
a pair of | 3 |
they used to | 3 |
that is a | 3 |
the blackbird soon | 3 |
to spend the | 3 |
i tell them | 3 |
the nest was | 3 |
me when i | 3 |
that it is | 3 |
after the other | 3 |
to look after | 3 |
of the little | 3 |
seemed to be | 3 |
not like to | 3 |
i am to | 3 |
this was a | 3 |
you believe it | 3 |
a small white | 3 |
up in the | 3 |
is just like | 3 |
some time before | 3 |
the blackbird could | 3 |
on the trees | 3 |
all about the | 3 |
there are no | 3 |
with a shrill | 3 |
young ones would | 3 |
the fields in | 3 |
up into the | 3 |
that he is | 3 |
the way to | 3 |
of an old | 3 |
them out of | 3 |
not very far | 3 |
many of them | 3 |
a great many | 3 |
to which the | 3 |
the old rook | 3 |
was a great | 3 |
as fast as | 3 |
the blackbird noticed | 3 |
all sorts of | 3 |
all the year | 3 |
when he is | 3 |
over the top | 3 |
by the time | 3 |
all at once | 3 |
just like a | 3 |
them on the | 3 |
the old house | 3 |
be a farmer | 3 |
white and yellow | 3 |
chirp the second | 3 |
what do you | 3 |
the three friends | 3 |
parts of the | 3 |
the spring signs | 3 |
in the ivy | 3 |
did not feel | 3 |
months of the | 3 |
at the same | 3 |
the leaves are | 3 |
in the neighbourhood | 3 |
what could it | 3 |
when the blackbird | 3 |
blossoms of the | 3 |
and at last | 3 |
hard at work | 3 |
imps and elves | 3 |
the time of | 3 |
that is why | 3 |
this tree was | 3 |
early in the | 3 |
he was afraid | 3 |
you do it | 3 |
is covered with | 3 |
morning the blackbird | 3 |
the day before | 3 |
like to know | 3 |
from the window | 3 |
through the grass | 3 |
out of doors | 3 |
to have seen | 3 |
and as soon | 3 |
of a certain | 3 |
in the waggon | 3 |
a great deal | 3 |
best of all | 3 |
proved to be | 3 |
he was very | 3 |
they were all | 3 |
and one of | 3 |
the blackbird hopped | 3 |
lot of things | 3 |
last of all | 3 |
had been out | 3 |
of things to | 3 |
can you believe | 3 |
confessed that the | 3 |
we are to | 3 |
the blackbird on | 3 |
as much as | 3 |
down from the | 3 |
that after all | 3 |
the fields are | 3 |
the elf love | 3 |
on the lime | 3 |
was afraid that | 3 |
there was one | 3 |
is a very | 3 |
higher and higher | 3 |
the air and | 3 |
chirp the first | 3 |
the sheep in | 3 |
he knew of | 3 |
they did not | 3 |
you in the | 3 |
none of us | 3 |
and have a | 3 |
to the wood | 3 |
of chirp the | 3 |
a good look | 3 |
of the wood | 3 |
to do for | 3 |
hay over the | 3 |
look at the | 3 |
stems of the | 3 |
by no means | 3 |
they are very | 3 |
a little boy | 3 |
spend the winter | 3 |
into the field | 3 |
look for them | 3 |
of the summer | 3 |
never before had | 3 |
their young ones | 3 |
small white hillock | 3 |
he had never | 3 |
the elf are | 3 |
we can see | 3 |
when it was | 3 |
there would be | 3 |
end of chirp | 3 |
he saw the | 3 |
on the branch | 3 |
the blackbird flew | 3 |
just like the | 3 |
we know that | 3 |
of the swallows | 3 |
of his little | 3 |
three of us | 3 |
to the grass | 3 |
the garden and | 3 |
elf and i | 3 |
in a tone | 3 |
you will see | 3 |
know it is | 3 |
very pleasant to | 3 |
replied the robin | 3 |
to find out | 3 |
and there was | 3 |
the rook was | 3 |
all that the | 3 |
one after the | 3 |
other side of | 3 |
and the farmers | 3 |
at the bottom | 3 |
have taught me | 3 |
that the imp | 3 |
if he were | 3 |
the woods are | 3 |
the tracks of | 3 |
and put it | 3 |
been quite so | 3 |
he alighted on | 3 |
a tone of | 3 |
it is to | 3 |
happened to be | 3 |
they were not | 3 |
of the garden | 3 |
when we think | 3 |
i was quite | 3 |
in another moment | 3 |
from a branch | 2 |
voice of the | 2 |
at the old | 2 |
of hay over | 2 |
about the same | 2 |
february hath twenty | 2 |
up all the | 2 |
forth a clear | 2 |
listen to the | 2 |
the trees and | 2 |
the little fellow | 2 |
berries will be | 2 |
then we come | 2 |
stood still to | 2 |
of the golden | 2 |
to the tree | 2 |
pretty as the | 2 |
in the hay | 2 |
the evergreen bush | 2 |
in the autumn | 2 |
the days are | 2 |
that is really | 2 |
the door of | 2 |
to get up | 2 |
of course the | 2 |
the blackbird gazed | 2 |
and then it | 2 |
flew to a | 2 |
to come and | 2 |
was in its | 2 |
as i have | 2 |
each day now | 2 |
disappeared from the | 2 |
but i had | 2 |
but only to | 2 |
and then at | 2 |
had a good | 2 |
full of the | 2 |
poorish eating day | 2 |
the elf put | 2 |
you want to | 2 |
bundles of hay | 2 |
sure to be | 2 |
it all mean | 2 |
they would suddenly | 2 |
you that the | 2 |
and the rook | 2 |
for a long | 2 |
passed over one | 2 |
with the hay | 2 |
is a nice | 2 |
there on the | 2 |
as there were | 2 |
little ones were | 2 |
the wood and | 2 |
tell any one | 2 |
on a long | 2 |
for the birds | 2 |
tree in the | 2 |
eggs in the | 2 |
that they would | 2 |
over the fields | 2 |
the woods were | 2 |
out what they | 2 |
and when the | 2 |
up to the | 2 |
swallows are most | 2 |
he fell asleep | 2 |
but they soon | 2 |
front of the | 2 |
the glory of | 2 |
as the holly | 2 |
and frisking about | 2 |
she is not | 2 |
the very top | 2 |
most curious and | 2 |
of the wild | 2 |
wood behind which | 2 |
the fall of | 2 |
apple tree and | 2 |
bough of the | 2 |
to in the | 2 |
picnic in the | 2 |
we gather the | 2 |
we hear the | 2 |
was a pretty | 2 |
have a few | 2 |
blackbird was very | 2 |
away we go | 2 |
and the white | 2 |
my old friend | 2 |
before we are | 2 |
the time the | 2 |
the first to | 2 |
the sheep are | 2 |
when they are | 2 |
to keep the | 2 |
their eggs in | 2 |
had never noticed | 2 |
flew to the | 2 |
soon as they | 2 |
sat on her | 2 |
in spite of | 2 |
that the leaves | 2 |
poured forth his | 2 |
this is a | 2 |
a most unusual | 2 |
flowers of the | 2 |
is not all | 2 |
he did so | 2 |
even if they | 2 |
on a bough | 2 |
that the sun | 2 |
and had been | 2 |
are no leaves | 2 |
all know that | 2 |
be heard in | 2 |
snow of the | 2 |
we hear a | 2 |
the house we | 2 |
of the hawthorn | 2 |
to make the | 2 |
nurse to look | 2 |
have a great | 2 |
they are so | 2 |
little boy with | 2 |
to be very | 2 |
where two eager | 2 |
on top of | 2 |
seemed to pursue | 2 |
his very best | 2 |
the hay in | 2 |
behind which the | 2 |
away to the | 2 |
dear little friend | 2 |
his little friends | 2 |
at last he | 2 |
the cocoanut and | 2 |
long avenue of | 2 |
the birds repaired | 2 |
the elf sit | 2 |
the old bay | 2 |
wood where we | 2 |
to him that | 2 |
and away we | 2 |
the west side | 2 |
that spring is | 2 |
branches of the | 2 |
they were doing | 2 |
lay their eggs | 2 |
october comes they | 2 |
it was that | 2 |
the nests of | 2 |
the old porch | 2 |
with a picture | 2 |
one morning on | 2 |
it is the | 2 |
perched one morning | 2 |
the day when | 2 |
was once more | 2 |
and there from | 2 |
in at the | 2 |
he was a | 2 |
of the turtle | 2 |
first of all | 2 |
all the nicest | 2 |
the twelve months | 2 |
away from the | 2 |
swiftly passed over | 2 |
look after them | 2 |
very early in | 2 |
fields in the | 2 |
blackbird happened to | 2 |
with the exception | 2 |
and summer and | 2 |
fast as they | 2 |
and that he | 2 |
of which this | 2 |
away for a | 2 |
for the little | 2 |
of them were | 2 |
it had been | 2 |
in all his | 2 |
and we drag | 2 |
it away to | 2 |
knew of a | 2 |
west side of | 2 |
of the lime | 2 |
it out of | 2 |
blackbird on a | 2 |
as we hear | 2 |
he flew off | 2 |
find that after | 2 |
a very pleasant | 2 |
flew from the | 2 |
branch on the | 2 |
he remembered that | 2 |
we have our | 2 |
to see him | 2 |
the nest in | 2 |
they had come | 2 |
the little cold | 2 |
that their young | 2 |
the robin was | 2 |
and there by | 2 |
the blackbird happened | 2 |
by a long | 2 |
gather into barns | 2 |
the beautiful snow | 2 |
if i were | 2 |
the ground and | 2 |
exception of the | 2 |
and of the | 2 |
be poorish eating | 2 |
on this side | 2 |
that the great | 2 |
although they were | 2 |
grateful shade to | 2 |
sheep are all | 2 |
avenue of elms | 2 |
she was not | 2 |
i wonder if | 2 |
just going to | 2 |
put them into | 2 |
he is so | 2 |
in the same | 2 |
was a good | 2 |
it was now | 2 |
side by side | 2 |
stood out in | 2 |
to pursue him | 2 |
are a great | 2 |
in their own | 2 |
i do declare | 2 |
sitting on a | 2 |
a little sad | 2 |
of the tree | 2 |
is not so | 2 |
that he and | 2 |
towards the end | 2 |
time to be | 2 |
remarkably fine young | 2 |
she had been | 2 |
then by a | 2 |
just by the | 2 |
watch the little | 2 |
the bough of | 2 |
sang a song | 2 |
elf always picks | 2 |
then you will | 2 |
time to gather | 2 |
the almond blossom | 2 |
every thing looks | 2 |
it so happened | 2 |
the singing of | 2 |
that summer is | 2 |
as they went | 2 |
just for a | 2 |
be able to | 2 |
he poured forth | 2 |
and he is | 2 |
the robin in | 2 |
said his mother | 2 |
the blackbird saw | 2 |
late in the | 2 |
on the bare | 2 |
what was it | 2 |
on the snow | 2 |
he had no | 2 |
wash the sheep | 2 |
noticed a most | 2 |
that the rook | 2 |
day after day | 2 |
so many new | 2 |
the winter months | 2 |
her egg in | 2 |
fixed on the | 2 |
mother and father | 2 |
then as the | 2 |
nanny might find | 2 |
hither and thither | 2 |
great fun to | 2 |
have seen the | 2 |
cannot think how | 2 |
all over it | 2 |
the wild violets | 2 |
little faces would | 2 |
of a very | 2 |
on this particular | 2 |
the branches of | 2 |
the imp is | 2 |
now the weather | 2 |
were first introduced | 2 |
first introduced to | 2 |
come out of | 2 |
watching for him | 2 |
the autumn comes | 2 |
how soon the | 2 |
and talk about | 2 |
as he perched | 2 |
look at her | 2 |
used to be | 2 |
all about it | 2 |
and a horrible | 2 |
and dried and | 2 |
as he could | 2 |
on one side | 2 |
taught me the | 2 |
and the sound | 2 |
the nest of | 2 |
of the snow | 2 |
after a few | 2 |
on my plate | 2 |
little choir boy | 2 |
and found that | 2 |
which the sun | 2 |
leaving the blackbird | 2 |
it all to | 2 |
the winter in | 2 |
the grey sheep | 2 |
this moment willie | 2 |
is a welcome | 2 |
the summer and | 2 |
and tossed and | 2 |
see them in | 2 |
but it was | 2 |
good little bird | 2 |
these grubs are | 2 |
for the winter | 2 |
and they were | 2 |
introduced to him | 2 |
by his side | 2 |
is very good | 2 |
aware of a | 2 |
each time the | 2 |
summer trips away | 2 |
rose in the | 2 |
we go out | 2 |
of the winter | 2 |
then they come | 2 |
found his way | 2 |
it is cut | 2 |
all the spring | 2 |
you know it | 2 |
and that the | 2 |
just as the | 2 |
her white frock | 2 |
belongs to the | 2 |
for imps and | 2 |
a spike of | 2 |
in the mouth | 2 |
from the tree | 2 |
at the back | 2 |
with a little | 2 |
was not the | 2 |
enable us to | 2 |
you are a | 2 |
just look at | 2 |
will be poorish | 2 |
been there very | 2 |
the fruit of | 2 |
all this time | 2 |
sake of his | 2 |
very cold indeed | 2 |
the woods in | 2 |
way into the | 2 |
the house and | 2 |
shabbier and shabbier | 2 |
tell you a | 2 |
remembered to have | 2 |
have a good | 2 |
nothing of the | 2 |
to do it | 2 |
tucked his head | 2 |
going to the | 2 |
i have never | 2 |
pink and white | 2 |
tell each other | 2 |
the country children | 2 |
with his head | 2 |
in autumn we | 2 |
was that in | 2 |
she had a | 2 |
and sit down | 2 |
the sound of | 2 |
and that they | 2 |
the fairy godmother | 2 |
tea out of | 2 |
do you think | 2 |
and the gardener | 2 |
to pour forth | 2 |
you remember the | 2 |
we all know | 2 |
late into the | 2 |
and got a | 2 |
pair of blackbirds | 2 |
bigger and bigger | 2 |
wall near the | 2 |
and in his | 2 |
chirp the fourth | 2 |
we have just | 2 |
all round the | 2 |
on the very | 2 |
we go blackberrying | 2 |
from the little | 2 |
through the fields | 2 |
is full of | 2 |
we go up | 2 |
we go through | 2 |
sit in a | 2 |
we will be | 2 |
the fruits of | 2 |
the colour of | 2 |
the poor bird | 2 |
but she was | 2 |
the pair of | 2 |
never builds a | 2 |
flight of the | 2 |
the great god | 2 |
to be so | 2 |
the wood where | 2 |
you for a | 2 |
singing of birds | 2 |
nest in the | 2 |
of the rats | 2 |
over one or | 2 |
that nanny might | 2 |
off in the | 2 |
tone of surprise | 2 |
in her white | 2 |
occurred to him | 2 |
this part of | 2 |
the snow of | 2 |
blackbird had his | 2 |
ought to be | 2 |
the birds are | 2 |
the spring is | 2 |
fell on the | 2 |
see who can | 2 |
he would just | 2 |
quoth the robin | 2 |
that autumn is | 2 |
little cold droppings | 2 |
thought the blackbird | 2 |
colour of the | 2 |
that i can | 2 |
droppings seemed to | 2 |
the trees in | 2 |
that they should | 2 |
sings and sings | 2 |
an air of | 2 |
went to bed | 2 |
to see what | 2 |
were just beginning | 2 |
by this time | 2 |
even in the | 2 |
to his favourite | 2 |
nurse to take | 2 |
watched the sun | 2 |
morning on the | 2 |
in his wings | 2 |
the last bunch | 2 |
the sake of | 2 |
if you know | 2 |
repaired at eventide | 2 |
then they throw | 2 |
boys and girls | 2 |
all it was | 2 |
out into the | 2 |
from the sea | 2 |
said that the | 2 |
time before the | 2 |
the little rabbits | 2 |
he perched one | 2 |
following day the | 2 |
alighted for a | 2 |
secret corner to | 2 |
she turned to | 2 |
of primroses and | 2 |
as he did | 2 |
a poor little | 2 |
so he thought | 2 |
going to bed | 2 |
in the lane | 2 |
friends willie and | 2 |
the elf would | 2 |
of the future | 2 |
time he had | 2 |
comes they assemble | 2 |
that some of | 2 |
now i am | 2 |
drop the handkerchief | 2 |
not be seen | 2 |
notwithstanding these slight | 2 |
when they come | 2 |
and had not | 2 |
cut and tossed | 2 |
covered the west | 2 |
that if it | 2 |
certain bay window | 2 |
leaves are falling | 2 |
and as they | 2 |
hold on to | 2 |
the bare boughs | 2 |
better than the | 2 |
my young friends | 2 |
in the long | 2 |
in the wood | 2 |
perched on his | 2 |
was some time | 2 |
do not like | 2 |
little friends willie | 2 |
remember what i | 2 |
strewed the ground | 2 |
i have a | 2 |
in the grass | 2 |
we have to | 2 |
and picks the | 2 |
know how to | 2 |
the imp cries | 2 |
how do you | 2 |
his wings and | 2 |
of the singing | 2 |
brother and sister | 2 |
moments of silence | 2 |
or two snow | 2 |
as not to | 2 |
and a few | 2 |
poured forth a | 2 |
and with no | 2 |
his favourite branch | 2 |
not the least | 2 |
for the sake | 2 |
know what i | 2 |
to tell each | 2 |
notwithstanding all this | 2 |
much more terrible | 2 |
and then suddenly | 2 |
see the little | 2 |
was not quite | 2 |
hay was falling | 2 |
at the sight | 2 |
the branch of | 2 |
looked very fresh | 2 |
the sweet ones | 2 |
retorted the rook | 2 |
lesson of faith | 2 |
the months of | 2 |
i should not | 2 |
it very carefully | 2 |
the blackbird said | 2 |
then the old | 2 |
corner to which | 2 |
elf put the | 2 |
frame of mind | 2 |
you are in | 2 |
into the middle | 2 |
a remarkably fine | 2 |
should like to | 2 |
the sight of | 2 |
to say nothing | 2 |
only a few | 2 |
no nurse to | 2 |
come down late | 2 |
it is covered | 2 |
a jolly time | 2 |
birds repaired at | 2 |
and go to | 2 |
as he alighted | 2 |
faces would be | 2 |
to enable us | 2 |
is an old | 2 |
door of the | 2 |
of the happy | 2 |
sight of a | 2 |
quite so much | 2 |
when october comes | 2 |
from the fields | 2 |
all the summer | 2 |
farmers wash the | 2 |
few moments of | 2 |
on either side | 2 |
and he had | 2 |
they come to | 2 |
but they were | 2 |
to every one | 2 |
on the laurel | 2 |
quite close to | 2 |
to go and | 2 |
blackbird noticed a | 2 |
years and years | 2 |
pursue him wherever | 2 |
of the fields | 2 |
some parts of | 2 |
we gather into | 2 |
of the eggs | 2 |
in his hands | 2 |
picture for each | 2 |
avenue of lime | 2 |
found out that | 2 |
was obliged to | 2 |
the blackbird determined | 2 |
a few of | 2 |
the poor birds | 2 |
so as not | 2 |
were much too | 2 |
not so very | 2 |
as they ran | 2 |
the time he | 2 |
from the bough | 2 |
of it and | 2 |
it difficult to | 2 |
cold droppings seemed | 2 |
of the autumn | 2 |
as it went | 2 |
two friends flew | 2 |
afraid that nanny | 2 |
tell you about | 2 |
and saw a | 2 |
crocuses and snow | 2 |
a sprig of | 2 |
he could only | 2 |
what i am | 2 |
as she was | 2 |
one side and | 2 |
flew the robin | 2 |
nor do we | 2 |
a shout of | 2 |
is great fun | 2 |
they are ripe | 2 |
was a very | 2 |
the ground with | 2 |
for the cuckoo | 2 |
a couple of | 2 |
can you guess | 2 |
fields in summer | 2 |
and saw the | 2 |
to hear the | 2 |
and sure enough | 2 |
for each month | 2 |
was only a | 2 |
pretend that they | 2 |
the young blackbirds | 2 |
has to be | 2 |
a branch close | 2 |
not to speak | 2 |
wonder if you | 2 |
the bright morning | 2 |
had been no | 2 |
we have done | 2 |
in the sunshine | 2 |
last bunch of | 2 |
the poor little | 2 |
that they could | 2 |
so happened that | 2 |
think of spring | 2 |
is true that | 2 |
bushes by the | 2 |
to pick up | 2 |
that all the | 2 |
is not to | 2 |
when we are | 2 |
i asked the | 2 |
my dear little | 2 |
about the country | 2 |
and along the | 2 |
it were not | 2 |
and on the | 2 |
him wherever he | 2 |
tea in the | 2 |
top of them | 2 |
appeared to be | 2 |
cried the little | 2 |
to be in | 2 |
there before him | 2 |
and we all | 2 |
king and queen | 2 |
red and white | 2 |
a secret corner | 2 |
come into the | 2 |
the days were | 2 |
down to the | 2 |
the birds were | 2 |
up and up | 2 |
to climb higher | 2 |
builds a nest | 2 |
find out when | 2 |
of a little | 2 |
so very far | 2 |
curious and interesting | 2 |
of the rabbits | 2 |
the queen of | 2 |
you remember what | 2 |
bread street hill | 2 |
used to do | 2 |
near the stables | 2 |
of the strawberries | 2 |
of the night | 2 |
are most curious | 2 |
thinking of the | 2 |
and now that | 2 |
found that this | 2 |
was covered with | 2 |
they are quite | 2 |
all over the | 2 |
had been so | 2 |
on the way | 2 |
reminds me of | 2 |
in the wind | 2 |
of their feet | 2 |
on each side | 2 |
back of the | 2 |
might find out | 2 |
many of the | 2 |
seemed to have | 2 |
i tell you | 2 |
and even the | 2 |
lies flat on | 2 |
you know the | 2 |
thought that never | 2 |
summer is a | 2 |
bottom of the | 2 |
might have been | 2 |
he will come | 2 |
am to do | 2 |
put his head | 2 |
under the old | 2 |
perch on the | 2 |
at last the | 2 |
and lots of | 2 |
then we hear | 2 |
the young ones | 2 |
of the maids | 2 |
was sweet with | 2 |
of the cocoanut | 2 |
that never before | 2 |
when all the | 2 |
a little girl | 2 |
had been a | 2 |
to fly away | 2 |
the forests for | 2 |
said the low | 2 |
there are so | 2 |
the elf says | 2 |
is very pleasant | 2 |
all the time | 2 |
the flowers of | 2 |
was with a | 2 |
the blackbird sadly | 2 |
at last it | 2 |
not know if | 2 |
lining of soft | 2 |
in their beaks | 2 |
became aware of | 2 |
away over the | 2 |
branch of a | 2 |
the wool off | 2 |
and that his | 2 |
very far from | 2 |
in his little | 2 |
there are plenty | 2 |
the gravel path | 2 |
i hope we | 2 |
least so thought | 2 |
when you are | 2 |
the day of | 2 |
forests for firewood | 2 |
you about the | 2 |
hands of the | 2 |
the two friends | 2 |
of cuckoo is | 2 |
on the wing | 2 |
a certain bay | 2 |
willie and his | 2 |
as the song | 2 |
very far off | 2 |
that he would | 2 |
falling on all | 2 |
his head first | 2 |
old bay window | 2 |
a little nearer | 2 |
barlow had not | 2 |
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alighted on a | 2 |
are plenty of | 2 |
the back of | 2 |
cold here in | 2 |
visit to the | 2 |
little couple he | 2 |
find the tracks | 2 |
not help feeling | 2 |
were not for | 2 |
that there are | 2 |
primroses and daffodils | 2 |
say nothing of | 2 |
then the blackbird | 2 |
that we are | 2 |
under the eaves | 2 |
as they can | 2 |
that i am | 2 |
in his hand | 2 |
what was that | 2 |
the ground in | 2 |
side and then | 2 |
trees in the | 2 |
and make a | 2 |
and then with | 2 |
heads of the | 2 |
heart summer trips | 2 |
welcome sound to | 2 |
you can see | 2 |
and puts them | 2 |
the exception of | 2 |
bay window where | 2 |
her lips and | 2 |
his little friend | 2 |
blackbird had a | 2 |
you and me | 2 |
to be good | 2 |
all the world | 2 |
them into the | 2 |
of no use | 2 |
remarked the blackbird | 2 |
where we find | 2 |
people call them | 2 |
just at this | 2 |
the winds and | 2 |
heard in the | 2 |
and do not | 2 |
and interesting creatures | 2 |
regretted the fall | 2 |
the voice of | 2 |
window where two | 2 |
at a time | 2 |
the birds that | 2 |
a crown of | 2 |
drew in his | 2 |
the lower garden | 2 |
he determined to | 2 |
his way to | 2 |
all through the | 2 |
about the robin | 2 |
the old sheep | 2 |
they are soft | 2 |
could not imagine | 2 |
friend of mine | 2 |
a while on | 2 |
to do with | 2 |
by nurse barlow | 2 |
and you just | 2 |
be going home | 2 |
very fond of | 2 |
the farmers wash | 2 |
might be seen | 2 |
and i have | 2 |
he felt rather | 2 |
dark green leaves | 2 |
sweet ones in | 2 |
of the woods | 2 |
whether they be | 2 |
the swallows are | 2 |
the trees are | 2 |
to sit on | 2 |
he is going | 2 |
much of himself | 2 |
into the basket | 2 |
he was not | 2 |
window and sang | 2 |
although he had | 2 |
summer and winter | 2 |
they are not | 2 |
two eager little | 2 |
go through the | 2 |
then one day | 2 |
after all it | 2 |
tails of the | 2 |
on her nest | 2 |
i am sure | 2 |
his feathered friends | 2 |
sheep in the | 2 |
a picture for | 2 |
the lawn to | 2 |
of the long | 2 |
wherever he went | 2 |
forgotten all about | 2 |
the red and | 2 |
in a very | 2 |
to watch them | 2 |
in some parts | 2 |
we look up | 2 |
across the lawn | 2 |
in the snow | 2 |
my poor little | 2 |
he sees the | 2 |
did so he | 2 |
often too hot | 2 |
are compared to | 2 |
remember in the | 2 |
the wool is | 2 |
to northern latitudes | 2 |
that it cannot | 2 |
forward to in | 2 |
gables of the | 2 |
was a secret | 2 |
but you know | 2 |
you do not | 2 |
and drop the | 2 |
the boy was | 2 |
more beautiful than | 2 |
the three happenings | 2 |
on the lowest | 2 |
a welcome sound | 2 |
be watching for | 2 |
in a hurry | 2 |
sound to every | 2 |
in the evening | 2 |
in the water | 2 |
and they are | 2 |
to watch the | 2 |
but as he | 2 |
and those like | 2 |
eating day after | 2 |
the high leaves | 2 |
little boys and | 2 |
will be jolly | 2 |
the crocuses and | 2 |
just beginning to | 2 |
it is ready | 2 |
which the birds | 2 |
shaking his head | 2 |
to each other | 2 |
of the farm | 2 |
not quite so | 2 |
adapted to northern | 2 |
a long avenue | 2 |
time in the | 2 |
till they were | 2 |
close to them | 2 |
as well as | 2 |
day comes when | 2 |
hips and haws | 2 |
think of summer | 2 |
bay window and | 2 |
really belong to | 2 |
near the ground | 2 |
of the first | 2 |
place in the | 2 |
but we always | 2 |
build a nest | 2 |
the blackbird in | 2 |
to the moorland | 2 |
friend the rook | 2 |
lo and behold | 2 |
time of the | 2 |
to the laurel | 2 |
and as the | 2 |
in the country | 2 |
fun to watch | 2 |
to go to | 2 |
by the bay | 2 |
the next day | 2 |
the apples and | 2 |
beginning of the | 2 |
the setting sun | 2 |
do we gather | 2 |
where we were | 2 |
that they were | 2 |
the fact that | 2 |
and laugh and | 2 |
what i told | 2 |
nearly all the | 2 |
the weather is | 2 |
tossed and dried | 2 |
as they are | 2 |
the robin said | 2 |
must have been | 2 |
very top of | 2 |
in a minute | 2 |
perhaps it is | 2 |
the elf calls | 2 |
few of the | 2 |
we were first | 2 |
i have to | 2 |
the elf said | 2 |
the earth and | 2 |
cuckoo is a | 2 |
gazing at the | 2 |
no time for | 2 |
it is great | 2 |
it looked very | 2 |
all three of | 2 |
was very glad | 2 |
all the trees | 2 |
to the farm | 2 |
close under the | 2 |
begin to appear | 2 |
because it is | 2 |
in the meantime | 2 |
very fresh and | 2 |
passes them to | 2 |
a pretty little | 2 |
in the land | 2 |
the fields and | 2 |
old friend the | 2 |
find out what | 2 |
it occurred to | 2 |
is a jolly | 2 |
of the day | 2 |
till at last | 2 |
his plumage was | 2 |
some people call | 2 |
what they were | 2 |
glory of the | 2 |
twelve months of | 2 |
all the way | 2 |
i say yes | 2 |
if he is | 2 |
the avenue of | 2 |
bird with a | 2 |
the bottom of | 2 |
hopping and frisking | 2 |
to the forests | 2 |
that she was | 2 |
back again to | 2 |
the leaves on | 2 |
the white and | 2 |
and then another | 2 |
and then one | 2 |
and a pale | 2 |
after all the | 2 |
was falling on | 2 |
home from the | 2 |
he told her | 2 |
there is an | 2 |
and then by | 2 |
and soon the | 2 |
the grass below | 2 |
along the edge | 2 |
see it until | 2 |
then came a | 2 |
it is true | 2 |
at the other | 2 |
eager little faces | 2 |
oranges and lemons | 2 |
to the birds | 2 |
there is no | 2 |
where he had | 2 |
of the hedge | 2 |
do not bother | 2 |
the bough above | 2 |
that his young | 2 |
a noise like | 2 |
the ground is | 2 |
we come to | 2 |
see much of | 2 |
the other birds | 2 |
on the door | 2 |
some of them | 2 |
until it is | 2 |
and we watch | 2 |
begin to be | 2 |
at least so | 2 |
not know any | 2 |
and in and | 2 |
and then as | 2 |
far from the | 2 |
there very long | 2 |
lots and lots | 2 |
it till it | 2 |
egg in a | 2 |
every one of | 2 |
as far as | 2 |
continued the rook | 2 |
hay is cut | 2 |
each side of | 2 |
that is to | 2 |
of a big | 2 |
we all three | 2 |
what it all | 2 |
favourite branch on | 2 |
brimming over with | 2 |
tracks of the | 2 |
the green grass | 2 |
top of a | 2 |
in all the | 2 |
another moment the | 2 |
it in the | 2 |
of the three | 2 |
at the beautiful | 2 |
perhaps the most | 2 |
would be watching | 2 |
he must have | 2 |
was not altogether | 2 |
it may be | 2 |
quite late into | 2 |
says the elf | 2 |
they will go | 2 |
mown hay was | 2 |
before the wind | 2 |
only a dream | 2 |
the blackbird found | 2 |
he was quite | 2 |
and his ancestors | 2 |
he became aware | 2 |
were in a | 2 |
up to it | 2 |
do you recollect | 2 |
comes the imp | 2 |
have a nest | 2 |
all these changes | 2 |
down into a | 2 |
the small dark | 2 |