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quadgram frequency
the middle of the5
in the midst of5
it is not so4
by edmondo de amicis4
every now and then4
as far as the4
at the end of4
don rocco did not4
don rocco began to4
as if he were4
in the name of4
for the first time4
potest duobus dominis servire3
now and then a3
translation by edith wharton3
a corner of the3
the heads of the3
that it is not3
it seems to me3
the door of the3
am getting over it3
nemo potest duobus dominis3
up and down the3
i am getting over3
the exposition of the3
father and his sister3
the translation by edith3
one of these days3
the case of sigismondo3
don rocco was not3
to go and see3
i should like to3
in the middle of3
that he had not3
in a corner of2
of a man who2
me if i have2
i fought my way2
the name of heaven2
i am coming at2
hundred pounds of wax2
who sat next to2
i see the great2
was a question of2
steps of the church2
not know what to2
edmondo de amicis pereat2
that moment of silence2
is a fine case2
the dark words of2
i will go to2
of the courtyard and2
the noise of the2
the end of the2
from time to time2
be as cold as2
the design of providence2
it seemed to him2
his father and his2
if we had not2
it is time for2
am coming at once2
in search of the2
give me a pinch2
black profiles of gigantic2
flying banners and the2
of truth in it2
i am going to2
the back of his2
the direction of the2
as though i were2
to the countess carlotta2
word of truth in2
lord and the virgin2
i am afraid i2
is not an ill2
rocco began to wink2
a hundred once familiar2
a jug of water2
the midst of this2
it is true that2
is it that you2
we are in confession2
know nothing about it2
that he could not2
the windows of the2
that signor odoardo is2
of what had happened2
was dear to him2
send her away because2
word to each other2
to bed at once2
it is not true2
the light of the2
knock at the door2
how do you do2
bank of the tiber2
the morning of the2
and many a time2
to send away lucia2
the tone of a2
the hand of god2
antonio fogazzaro san pantaleone2
and don rocco had2
middle of the courtyard2
by the light of2
the piazza del popolo2
of men and women2
fluttered in the air2
afraid of the snow2
seemed to him that2
but it is not2
answered don rocco in2
there is but one2
there was not a2
the back of the2
to call on the2
what do you suppose2
up my mind to2
the window of the2
don rocco kept silent2
made up my mind2
at the back of2
give them your blessing2
in every one of2
next to me in2
on both sides of2
the steps of the2
but what is it2
at another he would2
in the square before2
for we are in2
to each other in2
he may not return2
he had never suspected2
that he had heard2
at full length on2
of the ecclesiastical court2
up and surrounded him2
and down the room2
the ground was strewn2
signora evelina is a2
she knows how to2
as if he saw2
to go to rome2
the black profiles of2
like the noise of2
the lord and the2
must be as cold2
his heart began to2
his neighbor on the2
sprang up and surrounded2
up your mind to2
the corners of his2
mind to remain single2
now it will be2
the bridge of st2
but the room is2
until at length it2
there was a great2
exposition of the gospel2
with the black profiles2
it seemed as though2
who had come to2
of the two streets2
edmondo de amicis the2
from mouth to mouth2
returned to his room2
how is it possible2
as cold as ever2
ran through the crowd2
i got to the2
that he may not2
of one of the2
he returned to his2
there is still time2
de amicis pereat rochus2
gate of the courtyard2
on the steps of2
there is not a2
amicis the translation by2
the voice of the2
not true at all2
a state of mind2
the petroleum lamp and2
and the sound of2
the mother and daughters2
now and then looks2
with the greatest difficulty2
tell you of it2
but how is it2
eyes in a smile2
sat next to me2
because she does not2
no one in the2
from the piazza del2
is not true at2
went back to the2
in confession or not2
the streets leading to2
one word from you2
made bold to say2
i have a little2
his eyes cast down2
the clutches of the2
neighbor on the right2
poor don rocco was2
enrico castelnuovo college friends2
it was sure to2
out of the window2
on the morning of2
all over the world2
with flying banners and2
to whom he had2
which he had never2
not a word of2
why is it that2
the gate of the2
face to face with2
her away because she2
not afraid of the2
are you going to2
was sure to come2
if you had only2
the last of the2
in the little church2
and with his eyes2
ground was strewn with2
banners and the sound2
both sides of the2
who knows how many2
the eyes of the2
with his eyes cast2
profiles of gigantic mountains2
make up your mind2
from the clutches of2
i know nothing about2
immense multitude seemed to2
where were they going2
sides of the street2
to be taken out2
my dear don rocco2
as well as the2
de amicis the translation2
doretta is struck by2
with a touch of2
a word of truth2
a pinch of snuff2
out of the houses2
it is a fine2
there are many who2
don rocco looked at2
i bless you all2
with an air of2
full length on the2
got up from his2
the thick of it2
of which he had2
on the shoulders of2
streets leading to the2
at the corners of2