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trigram | frequency |
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there was a | 14 |
one of the | 12 |
don rocco was | 10 |
which he had | 10 |
now and then | 10 |
said the professor | 9 |
the countess carlotta | 9 |
of the church | 9 |
it is a | 8 |
said don rocco | 8 |
that he had | 8 |
it is not | 8 |
he could not | 7 |
as if he | 7 |
of don rocco | 7 |
poor don rocco | 7 |
of the moro | 7 |
corner of the | 7 |
i have a | 7 |
there is no | 7 |
out of the | 7 |
answered don rocco | 7 |
was full of | 7 |
the door of | 6 |
seemed to be | 6 |
he did not | 6 |
it was the | 6 |
body of bacchus | 6 |
don rocco had | 6 |
edmondo de amicis | 6 |
the middle of | 6 |
the cat melanio | 6 |
of the crowd | 6 |
that it is | 6 |
one of them | 5 |
in the midst | 5 |
as far as | 5 |
and then a | 5 |
not a word | 5 |
of the houses | 5 |
and down the | 5 |
in the dark | 5 |
he is not | 5 |
in the crowd | 5 |
is not so | 5 |
to see the | 5 |
all at once | 5 |
he had not | 5 |
of signora evelina | 5 |
the name of | 5 |
what do you | 5 |
signor odoardo is | 5 |
the end of | 5 |
on his back | 5 |
middle of the | 5 |
for a moment | 5 |
of the house | 5 |
as though to | 5 |
look at the | 5 |
here and there | 5 |
for the first | 5 |
said the moro | 5 |
the first time | 5 |
a sort of | 5 |
the midst of | 5 |
signora evelina is | 5 |
one of us | 5 |
the next day | 5 |
of the room | 5 |
of a man | 5 |
of the courtyard | 5 |
the translation by | 5 |
the main road | 4 |
in a few | 4 |
don rocco began | 4 |
go and see | 4 |
they were all | 4 |
each other in | 4 |
to each other | 4 |
and at the | 4 |
at the end | 4 |
in the square | 4 |
of the two | 4 |
one of you | 4 |
of the professor | 4 |
of the others | 4 |
of the vatican | 4 |
nothing but the | 4 |
the noise of | 4 |
it seemed to | 4 |
shall we have | 4 |
with a smile | 4 |
one of these | 4 |
what is it | 4 |
far as the | 4 |
with his eyes | 4 |
a sense of | 4 |
on the right | 4 |
looked at him | 4 |
if he were | 4 |
exposition of the | 4 |
rocco began to | 4 |
it will be | 4 |
don rocco did | 4 |
here i am | 4 |
i tell you | 4 |
to go and | 4 |
did not know | 4 |
her with a | 4 |
to say to | 4 |
in the air | 4 |
back to the | 4 |
i will go | 4 |
and to the | 4 |
as if the | 4 |
as soon as | 4 |
i want to | 4 |
up and down | 4 |
through the crowd | 4 |
all over the | 4 |
with a certain | 4 |
it was a | 4 |
at the same | 4 |
on the table | 4 |
and don rocco | 4 |
how can i | 4 |
the sound of | 4 |
signora evelina has | 4 |
every now and | 4 |
rocco did not | 4 |
there is a | 4 |
to be a | 4 |
little by little | 4 |
to be taken | 4 |
the back of | 4 |
in the name | 4 |
by edmondo de | 4 |
in his heart | 4 |
to him that | 3 |
at least a | 3 |
of my classmates | 3 |
it is the | 3 |
i should like | 3 |
to call on | 3 |
men and women | 3 |
is it that | 3 |
he had seen | 3 |
i hardly know | 3 |
in the windows | 3 |
into the room | 3 |
sprang up and | 3 |
who could tell | 3 |
in front of | 3 |
back and forth | 3 |
surrounded by the | 3 |
against those who | 3 |
the signora evelina | 3 |
of these days | 3 |
a corner of | 3 |
all these faces | 3 |
turned to the | 3 |
how is it | 3 |
what he had | 3 |
leading to the | 3 |
for a few | 3 |
that it was | 3 |
he is dead | 3 |
there is not | 3 |
that you should | 3 |
was not yet | 3 |
from the piazza | 3 |
and in the | 3 |
to me in | 3 |
to don rocco | 3 |
the windows of | 3 |
because i am | 3 |
a few moments | 3 |
i am getting | 3 |
when the man | 3 |
of one of | 3 |
the room is | 3 |
steps of the | 3 |
as he was | 3 |
a great day | 3 |
but it is | 3 |
he may not | 3 |
as it is | 3 |
bank of the | 3 |
in the same | 3 |
answered the professor | 3 |
to go to | 3 |
over the whole | 3 |
he was a | 3 |
father and his | 3 |
no need of | 3 |
of what had | 3 |
to his lips | 3 |
started on his | 3 |
it seems to | 3 |
i see the | 3 |
to get a | 3 |
it is time | 3 |
a word of | 3 |
mumbled don rocco | 3 |
end of the | 3 |
there had been | 3 |
two or three | 3 |
am getting over | 3 |
by the hand | 3 |
case of sigismondo | 3 |
for him to | 3 |
when he had | 3 |
then don rocco | 3 |
to go against | 3 |
potest duobus dominis | 3 |
at what time | 3 |
to his room | 3 |
let us go | 3 |
that signor odoardo | 3 |
which don rocco | 3 |
translation by edith | 3 |
by edith wharton | 3 |
at that time | 3 |
as though i | 3 |
rocco was not | 3 |
how it snows | 3 |
we shall be | 3 |
the moro was | 3 |
i have been | 3 |
i see a | 3 |
eyes of the | 3 |
the day before | 3 |
the voice of | 3 |
looking at the | 3 |
his father and | 3 |
as if by | 3 |
streets leading to | 3 |
and signor odoardo | 3 |
one after another | 3 |
on the sofa | 3 |
as for me | 3 |
of the square | 3 |
under the bell | 3 |
as they were | 3 |
duobus dominis servire | 3 |
should like to | 3 |
of the priest | 3 |
in the country | 3 |
to the other | 3 |
a lad of | 3 |
nemo potest duobus | 3 |
signor odoardo says | 3 |
to the countess | 3 |
in the morning | 3 |
the exposition of | 3 |
of the street | 3 |
that he may | 3 |
ran through the | 3 |
i ought to | 3 |
the ecclesiastical court | 3 |
with the greatest | 3 |
he had never | 3 |
and there was | 3 |
as cold as | 3 |
it is nothing | 3 |
that i had | 3 |
which seemed to | 3 |
to the left | 3 |
i am satisfied | 3 |
he had been | 3 |
face to face | 3 |
had come to | 3 |
don rocco kept | 3 |
said the lady | 3 |
the thick of | 3 |
as she had | 3 |
of the new | 3 |
in the middle | 3 |
and we shall | 3 |
the vision of | 3 |
went into the | 3 |
a way of | 3 |
of the saint | 3 |
and in his | 3 |
knitting his brows | 3 |
that i have | 3 |
every one of | 3 |
door of the | 3 |
of the little | 3 |
the case of | 3 |
not know what | 3 |
he had heard | 3 |
that you are | 3 |
a few days | 3 |
to the cellar | 3 |
he returned to | 3 |
at that moment | 3 |
of the people | 3 |
in search of | 3 |
heads of the | 3 |
from all the | 3 |
it must be | 3 |
red as a | 3 |
had in his | 3 |
to tell you | 3 |
that he was | 3 |
if it were | 3 |
seems to me | 3 |
it seemed as | 3 |
above their heads | 3 |
would not be | 3 |
down to his | 3 |
to come to | 3 |
the heads of | 3 |
of all that | 3 |
who hurt you | 3 |
half an hour | 3 |
church of st | 3 |
and the old | 3 |
getting over it | 3 |
of arms and | 3 |
what had happened | 3 |
up to the | 3 |
if i have | 3 |
and his sister | 3 |
send her away | 3 |
the only one | 2 |
wanted to see | 2 |
tell you that | 2 |
to the front | 2 |
like the noise | 2 |
that you must | 2 |
returned to his | 2 |
time to time | 2 |
she went out | 2 |
awake when the | 2 |
his eyes cast | 2 |
far from the | 2 |
eyes cast down | 2 |
don rocco remained | 2 |
know that i | 2 |
the moro took | 2 |
the mother and | 2 |
his chin and | 2 |
in the streets | 2 |
by the light | 2 |
the great cry | 2 |
a hundred years | 2 |
turned towards the | 2 |
the corso was | 2 |
to see him | 2 |
he has known | 2 |
in the hall | 2 |
but this time | 2 |
by enrico castelnuovo | 2 |
had taken his | 2 |
has happened to | 2 |
the window of | 2 |
he could only | 2 |
thick of it | 2 |
odor of incense | 2 |
not to speak | 2 |
were they going | 2 |
glance at the | 2 |
i never was | 2 |
i have made | 2 |
know what to | 2 |
heart began to | 2 |
in a smile | 2 |
out of breath | 2 |
have a little | 2 |
who had been | 2 |
to the choir | 2 |
i saw the | 2 |
you had better | 2 |
next to me | 2 |
with his hands | 2 |
the face and | 2 |
whom he had | 2 |
him with the | 2 |
that the crowd | 2 |
knows how many | 2 |
down to the | 2 |
his mouth was | 2 |
going to bed | 2 |
college of modena | 2 |
don rocco would | 2 |
those dear days | 2 |
opened his eyes | 2 |
will come to | 2 |
that he must | 2 |
point to their | 2 |
the summit of | 2 |
not an ill | 2 |
to signora evelina | 2 |
was at least | 2 |
wherever there was | 2 |
i felt as | 2 |
a few years | 2 |
it that you | 2 |
if we had | 2 |
the italian army | 2 |
only for that | 2 |
in the kitchen | 2 |
to his ears | 2 |
a chair and | 2 |
that i can | 2 |
i got to | 2 |
in the house | 2 |
with a touch | 2 |
last of the | 2 |
the top of | 2 |
corners of his | 2 |
on the morning | 2 |
the little girl | 2 |
the news of | 2 |
continued the moro | 2 |
evelina is a | 2 |
without waiting for | 2 |
the bridge of | 2 |
it is cold | 2 |
are many who | 2 |
to send the | 2 |
and if you | 2 |
to the sitting | 2 |
you think of | 2 |
of the tiber | 2 |
the soul of | 2 |
one with a | 2 |
of the wounded | 2 |
the night was | 2 |
in those days | 2 |
the smoke of | 2 |
of the road | 2 |
glare of the | 2 |
morrow you will | 2 |
the satisfaction of | 2 |
he looked at | 2 |
you know what | 2 |
dear to him | 2 |
under the chimney | 2 |
a lot of | 2 |
and a gloria | 2 |
is it really | 2 |
is not true | 2 |
the greatest difficulty | 2 |
the clutches of | 2 |
he was humble | 2 |
not of a | 2 |
hung over the | 2 |
many of them | 2 |
to whom he | 2 |
leaning against the | 2 |
people in the | 2 |
bridge of st | 2 |
it was not | 2 |
of my friends | 2 |
send away lucia | 2 |
the whole business | 2 |
in confession or | 2 |
her away because | 2 |
if i were | 2 |
the habit of | 2 |
the poor priest | 2 |
with his arms | 2 |
the whole village | 2 |
since i have | 2 |
search of the | 2 |
and on the | 2 |
had not returned | 2 |
certainly do not | 2 |
at the station | 2 |
had not come | 2 |
from the church | 2 |
in your house | 2 |
not in the | 2 |
with so much | 2 |
that he is | 2 |
of all the | 2 |
the old convent | 2 |
not a sound | 2 |
of truth in | 2 |
is not an | 2 |
i begin to | 2 |
those few minutes | 2 |
of love and | 2 |
and we were | 2 |
bending over him | 2 |
is a very | 2 |
in his pocket | 2 |
at the back | 2 |
you are not | 2 |
they were to | 2 |
at length it | 2 |
true at all | 2 |
the morning of | 2 |
is this the | 2 |
she does not | 2 |
although he had | 2 |
to blame for | 2 |
in which he | 2 |
is a good | 2 |
in the other | 2 |
out like a | 2 |
stood the little | 2 |
the wounded man | 2 |
to think that | 2 |
though i were | 2 |
you will give | 2 |
blent in a | 2 |
we are in | 2 |
a shout that | 2 |
multitude seemed to | 2 |
word to each | 2 |
up from his | 2 |
for a while | 2 |
in a corner | 2 |
don rocco to | 2 |
i think of | 2 |
with a little | 2 |
of countess carlotta | 2 |
out of bed | 2 |
on his side | 2 |
front of the | 2 |
the petroleum lamp | 2 |
is not a | 2 |
know nothing about | 2 |
on the floor | 2 |
bold to say | 2 |
was fond of | 2 |
the last of | 2 |
him for a | 2 |
pounds of wax | 2 |
me if i | 2 |
the crowd had | 2 |
children in the | 2 |
in the distance | 2 |
word of truth | 2 |
of his sermon | 2 |
at sight of | 2 |
cold as ever | 2 |
and that the | 2 |
in a lifetime | 2 |
of his own | 2 |
and as they | 2 |
is a case | 2 |
was not there | 2 |
his back upon | 2 |
of the gospel | 2 |
and in their | 2 |
what is the | 2 |
but the room | 2 |
him on the | 2 |
of a new | 2 |
which i may | 2 |
he might have | 2 |
down to look | 2 |
fell on the | 2 |
is struck by | 2 |
you will go | 2 |
took down a | 2 |
motionless on the | 2 |
moment or two | 2 |
many a time | 2 |
many of my | 2 |
and they answer | 2 |
the rest of | 2 |
he feels that | 2 |
them your blessing | 2 |
on the shoulders | 2 |
design of providence | 2 |
to him to | 2 |
not to go | 2 |
again with a | 2 |
me a pinch | 2 |
in such weather | 2 |
is not in | 2 |
and that he | 2 |
the lord and | 2 |
state of mind | 2 |
must be as | 2 |
of men and | 2 |
from time to | 2 |
a hundred once | 2 |
gate of the | 2 |
a rumor that | 2 |
not care to | 2 |
at full length | 2 |
it had been | 2 |
mother and daughters | 2 |
to explain why | 2 |
and the vatican | 2 |
knock at the | 2 |
he had taken | 2 |
women with babies | 2 |
the hand of | 2 |
the outer edge | 2 |
in his conscience | 2 |
they would not | 2 |
of the ecclesiastical | 2 |
over the way | 2 |
in the corner | 2 |
to make it | 2 |
back of his | 2 |
in order to | 2 |
your mind to | 2 |
the piazza del | 2 |
behind the window | 2 |
he had passed | 2 |
midst of this | 2 |
of light that | 2 |
enrico castelnuovo college | 2 |
until at length | 2 |
the streets leading | 2 |
the steps of | 2 |
in his throat | 2 |
make up your | 2 |
there is but | 2 |
inspired him with | 2 |
in full uniform | 2 |
not going to | 2 |
to face with | 2 |
i bless you | 2 |
went down to | 2 |
in the whole | 2 |
the design of | 2 |
because i must | 2 |
on both sides | 2 |
black profiles of | 2 |
a feeling of | 2 |
to the lady | 2 |
had been so | 2 |
will understand later | 2 |
i cannot change | 2 |
at another he | 2 |
you did not | 2 |
at least they | 2 |
the ground was | 2 |
him that the | 2 |
in my face | 2 |
look at him | 2 |
began to wink | 2 |
nothing at all | 2 |
answered the moro | 2 |
like a flash | 2 |
heard the news | 2 |
and if i | 2 |
seemed to him | 2 |
the roofs of | 2 |
i have never | 2 |
had never suspected | 2 |
you want to | 2 |
to be an | 2 |
it was sure | 2 |
hand of god | 2 |
is true that | 2 |
window of the | 2 |
but i am | 2 |
on the doorsill | 2 |
the snow is | 2 |
and the sound | 2 |
has given to | 2 |
went back to | 2 |
give me a | 2 |
his neighbor on | 2 |
up to his | 2 |
is said of | 2 |
her in the | 2 |
a question of | 2 |
the point of | 2 |
that he should | 2 |
to the right | 2 |
the two streets | 2 |
and put his | 2 |
at all the | 2 |
legion after legion | 2 |
arms about his | 2 |
sooner or later | 2 |
let me look | 2 |
if he saw | 2 |
a low stool | 2 |
go to bed | 2 |
during the day | 2 |
of the ducal | 2 |
let her be | 2 |
how do you | 2 |
nothing about it | 2 |
time in the | 2 |
voice of the | 2 |
pinch of snuff | 2 |
are you happy | 2 |
in their arms | 2 |
full of people | 2 |
and a smile | 2 |
on the shoulder | 2 |
what strange and | 2 |
now it will | 2 |
do you wish | 2 |
that all the | 2 |
to find out | 2 |
with a great | 2 |
and who knows | 2 |
a man who | 2 |
but don rocco | 2 |
i am afraid | 2 |
of the day | 2 |
his cheeks and | 2 |
a list of | 2 |
telling him that | 2 |
don rocco went | 2 |
at the fire | 2 |
the poetry of | 2 |
the square before | 2 |
towards the priest | 2 |
immense multitude seemed | 2 |
fogazzaro san pantaleone | 2 |
answered the priest | 2 |
is a scandal | 2 |
what a victory | 2 |
her head and | 2 |
countess carlotta has | 2 |
room with a | 2 |
don rocco looked | 2 |
i shall always | 2 |
moment of silence | 2 |
is to be | 2 |
the black profiles | 2 |
don rocco squirmed | 2 |
into the square | 2 |
don rocco in | 2 |
there was not | 2 |
we heard a | 2 |
you may have | 2 |
with flying banners | 2 |
what happened next | 2 |
you are right | 2 |
know that he | 2 |
his arms in | 2 |
lost in the | 2 |
will go home | 2 |
of the approaching | 2 |
afraid of the | 2 |
it comes to | 2 |
the little church | 2 |
and as the | 2 |
do you take | 2 |
go to rome | 2 |
may not return | 2 |
rocco kept silent | 2 |
in the corso | 2 |
had taken place | 2 |
what you mean | 2 |
i said to | 2 |
to me to | 2 |
was not a | 2 |
i am going | 2 |
the professor continued | 2 |
to stand in | 2 |
in the little | 2 |
the priest and | 2 |
of his cloak | 2 |
the papal states | 2 |
seemed as though | 2 |
some of the | 2 |
do you suppose | 2 |
surrounded by a | 2 |
in the courtyard | 2 |
of the lane | 2 |
dear don rocco | 2 |
give them your | 2 |
neighbor on the | 2 |
do you not | 2 |
want to make | 2 |
he died of | 2 |
in this way | 2 |
hundred pounds of | 2 |
as well as | 2 |
the dark words | 2 |
has not been | 2 |
gave it to | 2 |
are in confession | 2 |
of which he | 2 |
on the left | 2 |
lord and the | 2 |
with the candles | 2 |
and filled with | 2 |
a fine case | 2 |
of the countess | 2 |
gave him a | 2 |
live with her | 2 |
a second husband | 2 |
fluttered in the | 2 |
so that he | 2 |
my mind to | 2 |
up my mind | 2 |
entered the church | 2 |
to the bridge | 2 |
his seat on | 2 |
a state of | 2 |
be taken out | 2 |
to come from | 2 |
at such moments | 2 |
and many a | 2 |
wait a minute | 2 |
at the corners | 2 |
like a good | 2 |
towards the window | 2 |
by the stove | 2 |
but tell us | 2 |
the whole story | 2 |
is a fine | 2 |
away from the | 2 |
looked at his | 2 |
the spirit of | 2 |
he is to | 2 |
it did not | 2 |
am coming at | 2 |
the whole town | 2 |
his old father | 2 |
of the assailants | 2 |
the light of | 2 |
to remain single | 2 |
and i heard | 2 |
of all men | 2 |
he was returning | 2 |
length on the | 2 |
the fig tree | 2 |
at home in | 2 |
if you had | 2 |
like the first | 2 |
it in the | 2 |
of a great | 2 |
of the window | 2 |
is not possible | 2 |
it is only | 2 |
direction of the | 2 |
coming and going | 2 |
truth in it | 2 |
with signora evelina | 2 |
into the house | 2 |
not true at | 2 |
what to think | 2 |
morning of the | 2 |
i fought my | 2 |
all these years | 2 |
his head back | 2 |
over the world | 2 |
what he is | 2 |
i see and | 2 |
father and mother | 2 |
answer to the | 2 |
amicis pereat rochus | 2 |
sat next to | 2 |
to wait for | 2 |
is time for | 2 |
be as cold | 2 |
is it you | 2 |
am going to | 2 |
a few hours | 2 |
then in the | 2 |
down on the | 2 |
look at me | 2 |
few seconds the | 2 |
mouth to mouth | 2 |
returning to the | 2 |
depths of the | 2 |
of so many | 2 |
de amicis the | 2 |
for it to | 2 |
no one in | 2 |
the gate of | 2 |
coming at once | 2 |
bed at once | 2 |
a glimpse of | 2 |
she is a | 2 |
it was his | 2 |
fixed upon a | 2 |
as of a | 2 |
himself on his | 2 |
profiles of gigantic | 2 |
amicis the translation | 2 |
there is nothing | 2 |
to break into | 2 |
to the kitchen | 2 |
the mercury has | 2 |
to mourn the | 2 |
as clearly as | 2 |
bless you all | 2 |
from which the | 2 |
the sacred text | 2 |
upon one of | 2 |
ought not to | 2 |
cried the boy | 2 |
ask you to | 2 |
give it back | 2 |
and to write | 2 |
to get the | 2 |
him to call | 2 |
by antonio fogazzaro | 2 |
him with a | 2 |
by the way | 2 |
the image of | 2 |
to the corso | 2 |
is no longer | 2 |
and the great | 2 |
at a distance | 2 |
was a great | 2 |
on the steps | 2 |
i am coming | 2 |
the piazza di | 2 |
a handful of | 2 |
both sides of | 2 |
are you going | 2 |
did you ever | 2 |
he knows that | 2 |
he seemed to | 2 |
of incense floated | 2 |
in every one | 2 |
of gigantic mountains | 2 |
a burst of | 2 |
the silver bust | 2 |
confession or not | 2 |
fought my way | 2 |
why is it | 2 |
down the stairs | 2 |
and i have | 2 |
on the contrary | 2 |
way into the | 2 |
about to be | 2 |
is the matter | 2 |
of a hundred | 2 |
the other one | 2 |
his heart began | 2 |
you going to | 2 |
and then looks | 2 |
the silver saint | 2 |
the roar of | 2 |
time to go | 2 |
all in a | 2 |
knows how to | 2 |
that moment of | 2 |
ground was strewn | 2 |
at last we | 2 |
his eyes closed | 2 |
of the streets | 2 |
hidden under the | 2 |
was strewn with | 2 |
to look at | 2 |
he saw the | 2 |
it to you | 2 |
only a few | 2 |
the worthy bachelor | 2 |
don rocco made | 2 |
of the snow | 2 |
a smile of | 2 |
asked don rocco | 2 |
to call him | 2 |
who knows how | 2 |
to welcome him | 2 |
you of it | 2 |
and the other | 2 |
the eyes of | 2 |
had been a | 2 |
back of the | 2 |
shall meet again | 2 |
what are you | 2 |
to come and | 2 |
don rocco turned | 2 |
the air was | 2 |
that the priest | 2 |
de amicis pereat | 2 |
a few casks | 2 |
of his servant | 2 |
continued the professor | 2 |
positively made up | 2 |
see the great | 2 |
the sweetness of | 2 |
do you do | 2 |
a life of | 2 |
the next morning | 2 |
another he would | 2 |
by a heavy | 2 |
and with his | 2 |
there was nothing | 2 |
itself upon the | 2 |
between his fingers | 2 |
an absence of | 2 |
going up to | 2 |
the excitement was | 2 |
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