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trigram | frequency |
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one of the | 52 |
i could not | 47 |
in the evening | 44 |
there was a | 43 |
out of the | 41 |
i do not | 41 |
there was no | 38 |
i know not | 36 |
in the morning | 35 |
it is not | 34 |
it was a | 33 |
for a moment | 33 |
the end of | 32 |
that is why | 31 |
of the world | 31 |
there is no | 30 |
there is a | 28 |
in the sky | 26 |
of a sudden | 26 |
of the river | 26 |
i did not | 25 |
and in the | 24 |
in my heart | 24 |
in the world | 24 |
at the end | 23 |
when i was | 23 |
of the house | 23 |
why do you | 23 |
do not know | 22 |
i had to | 22 |
in a moment | 21 |
now and then | 21 |
at the time | 21 |
up to the | 21 |
the whole of | 21 |
of the day | 21 |
the heart of | 21 |
the light of | 20 |
as soon as | 20 |
that i had | 20 |
of my life | 20 |
it is the | 20 |
it was not | 20 |
it would be | 20 |
in front of | 20 |
come to my | 20 |
that it was | 19 |
of the night | 19 |
the joy of | 19 |
in a corner | 19 |
i used to | 18 |
it was the | 18 |
that he had | 18 |
know not how | 18 |
side of the | 18 |
of my heart | 18 |
in the dark | 18 |
on the other | 18 |
the depth of | 18 |
all of a | 17 |
the world of | 17 |
i am not | 17 |
the rest of | 17 |
the edge of | 17 |
must have been | 17 |
for me to | 17 |
is not the | 17 |
on the floor | 17 |
as i was | 17 |
of his own | 17 |
would have been | 17 |
of my own | 16 |
i have no | 16 |
the shadow of | 16 |
that i was | 16 |
he was a | 16 |
on the river | 16 |
which i had | 16 |
said to me | 16 |
i am sure | 16 |
to come to | 16 |
and i am | 16 |
of the earth | 16 |
of the sky | 16 |
i had a | 16 |
i have been | 16 |
i had been | 16 |
i am a | 16 |
the darkness of | 15 |
but it is | 15 |
to be a | 15 |
my brother jyotirindra | 15 |
in the same | 15 |
this was the | 15 |
it seemed to | 15 |
that i could | 15 |
was not a | 15 |
in my life | 15 |
the music of | 15 |
on the seashore | 15 |
a corner of | 15 |
on the way | 15 |
to my heart | 15 |
he could not | 15 |
in this world | 15 |
the macmillan company | 14 |
in the air | 14 |
the night is | 14 |
the son of | 14 |
but i am | 14 |
in my mind | 14 |
here and there | 14 |
seemed to me | 14 |
that there was | 14 |
came to the | 14 |
that he was | 14 |
while i was | 14 |
to do with | 14 |
when i am | 14 |
not to be | 14 |
the name of | 14 |
was in the | 13 |
i was not | 13 |
that i am | 13 |
the inner apartments | 13 |
the top of | 13 |
day after day | 13 |
music of the | 13 |
of the sun | 13 |
the side of | 13 |
i tried to | 13 |
part of the | 13 |
i had not | 13 |
i cannot tell | 13 |
the kingdom of | 13 |
not how to | 13 |
i have to | 13 |
of the evening | 13 |
the story of | 13 |
i could see | 13 |
one by one | 13 |
i was a | 13 |
edge of the | 13 |
some of the | 13 |
he used to | 12 |
back to the | 12 |
the seashore of | 12 |
the sight of | 12 |
the shade of | 12 |
did not know | 12 |
and that is | 12 |
the memory of | 12 |
the corner of | 12 |
this is the | 12 |
it is a | 12 |
shadow of the | 12 |
as he was | 12 |
the idea of | 12 |
seemed to be | 12 |
the first time | 12 |
day and night | 12 |
the burden of | 12 |
the help of | 11 |
could not have | 11 |
and as i | 11 |
and i have | 11 |
the middle of | 11 |
them on the | 11 |
the morning light | 11 |
do you know | 11 |
the beginning of | 11 |
down to the | 11 |
nothing to do | 11 |
had not yet | 11 |
at this time | 11 |
my heart is | 11 |
how can i | 11 |
in the night | 11 |
me with a | 11 |
a matter of | 11 |
the sky is | 11 |
he did not | 11 |
it may be | 11 |
my heart and | 11 |
i have not | 11 |
do you think | 11 |
would not have | 11 |
the three companions | 11 |
and there was | 11 |
me in the | 11 |
away from the | 11 |
shade of the | 11 |
if you would | 11 |
the midst of | 11 |
i try to | 11 |
that i have | 11 |
end of the | 11 |
go to the | 11 |
the next day | 11 |
at every step | 11 |
there in the | 11 |
to my father | 11 |
was no one | 11 |
up and down | 11 |
heart of the | 11 |
to make a | 11 |
out in the | 11 |
the other side | 11 |
was to be | 11 |
the heat of | 11 |
and began to | 11 |
in the middle | 10 |
in my own | 10 |
for the first | 10 |
come to you | 10 |
i shall never | 10 |
of the universe | 10 |
to have a | 10 |
came to me | 10 |
when i had | 10 |
the age of | 10 |
my eldest brother | 10 |
a long time | 10 |
those who have | 10 |
in the house | 10 |
of the sea | 10 |
in the sun | 10 |
to me that | 10 |
of which i | 10 |
to be seen | 10 |
in the water | 10 |
those who are | 10 |
round and round | 10 |
i was then | 10 |
it is time | 10 |
with a smile | 10 |
back to me | 10 |
all the more | 10 |
and on the | 10 |
corner of the | 10 |
in the dust | 10 |
the sky and | 10 |
the touch of | 10 |
the time for | 10 |
on all sides | 10 |
more and more | 10 |
a few days | 10 |
i had no | 10 |
the evening songs | 10 |
bank of the | 10 |
of the forest | 10 |
the old man | 10 |
the beauty of | 10 |
to an end | 10 |
the foot of | 10 |
on and on | 10 |
the play of | 10 |
at the door | 10 |
face to face | 10 |
of the village | 10 |
was in a | 10 |
heat of the | 10 |
to the river | 10 |
son of the | 10 |
they know not | 10 |
if i had | 10 |
i want to | 10 |
joys and sorrows | 10 |
the whole day | 9 |
by rabindranath tagore | 9 |
he had no | 9 |
that she was | 9 |
shadows of the | 9 |
have come to | 9 |
for some time | 9 |
the free bird | 9 |
not have been | 9 |
in the courtyard | 9 |
in the midst | 9 |
on the bank | 9 |
to make you | 9 |
up in the | 9 |
in the light | 9 |
fifth avenue new | 9 |
and my heart | 9 |
the depths of | 9 |
the sound of | 9 |
i found that | 9 |
had to be | 9 |
through the open | 9 |
not a word | 9 |
of the old | 9 |
it did not | 9 |
i have come | 9 |
the normal school | 9 |
was one of | 9 |
at the same | 9 |
i had never | 9 |
seashore of endless | 9 |
is not a | 9 |
my father had | 9 |
of endless worlds | 9 |
had come to | 9 |
avenue new york | 9 |
to be found | 9 |
and it is | 9 |
he had not | 9 |
i long to | 9 |
in the darkness | 9 |
i began to | 9 |
a sense of | 9 |
when it was | 9 |
i have never | 9 |
my eyes and | 9 |
the king of | 9 |
i am the | 9 |
he came to | 9 |
to the king | 9 |
macmillan company publishers | 9 |
of the inner | 9 |
in the way | 9 |
that there is | 9 |
of the family | 9 |
in the forest | 9 |
i felt that | 9 |
as to the | 9 |
a bit of | 9 |
a kind of | 9 |
and all the | 9 |
in the village | 9 |
i cannot say | 9 |
into the room | 9 |
light of the | 9 |
seems to me | 9 |
the young prince | 9 |
into the house | 9 |
he had been | 9 |
by the side | 9 |
in many a | 9 |
the open window | 9 |
was going to | 8 |
if i could | 8 |
i shall be | 8 |
can never be | 8 |
to fetch water | 8 |
as it were | 8 |
o come to | 8 |
is to say | 8 |
there is the | 8 |
would be a | 8 |
the presence of | 8 |
not know why | 8 |
night and day | 8 |
will tell you | 8 |
the banyan tree | 8 |
the spirit of | 8 |
is in the | 8 |
i know that | 8 |
out on the | 8 |
to me like | 8 |
the day is | 8 |
to see me | 8 |
at the sight | 8 |
went on with | 8 |
lost in the | 8 |
in the wind | 8 |
babus of nayanjore | 8 |
from the river | 8 |
one day he | 8 |
day in the | 8 |
as i have | 8 |
all day long | 8 |
in search of | 8 |
one of them | 8 |
out into the | 8 |
to reach the | 8 |
the meaning of | 8 |
in the depth | 8 |
i wish i | 8 |
but there was | 8 |
when he was | 8 |
rest of the | 8 |
to the end | 8 |
and i would | 8 |
of which the | 8 |
a drawing by | 8 |
on the contrary | 8 |
from a drawing | 8 |
we had to | 8 |
at the foot | 8 |
to the world | 8 |
with the help | 8 |
is why the | 8 |
the effect of | 8 |
to go to | 8 |
in order to | 8 |
in the afternoon | 8 |
the babus of | 8 |
she could not | 8 |
kingdom of cards | 8 |
in the heat | 8 |
we used to | 8 |
i remember how | 8 |
he had a | 8 |
the process of | 8 |
was about to | 8 |
dust of the | 8 |
the night was | 8 |
when in the | 8 |
the eyes of | 8 |
to say that | 8 |
it came to | 8 |
to be the | 8 |
in spite of | 8 |
to my lake | 8 |
at the age | 8 |
by the author | 8 |
it is difficult | 8 |
where is the | 8 |
not at all | 8 |
one of these | 8 |
know how to | 8 |
by no means | 8 |
the fringe of | 8 |
i could have | 8 |
in one of | 8 |
the history of | 8 |
have not the | 8 |
i have said | 8 |
on either side | 8 |
and i was | 8 |
day by day | 8 |
in the shadow | 8 |
again and again | 8 |
on the day | 8 |
the stream of | 8 |
me like a | 8 |
when it is | 8 |
of what i | 8 |
no one there | 8 |
in those days | 8 |
i can see | 8 |
down on the | 8 |
but could not | 8 |
he would not | 8 |
in the corner | 8 |
which i have | 8 |
when i bring | 8 |
the chota lord | 8 |
that is to | 8 |
so long as | 8 |
to my breast | 8 |
seemed to have | 8 |
at my door | 8 |
of the morning | 8 |
it is that | 8 |
i went to | 8 |
the door of | 8 |
on the ground | 7 |
that is the | 7 |
have you not | 7 |
whole of the | 7 |
sound of the | 7 |
he was not | 7 |
on his way | 7 |
the bank of | 7 |
what are you | 7 |
to give you | 7 |
like a dream | 7 |
in the mind | 7 |
i must have | 7 |
let me not | 7 |
he began to | 7 |
the wealth of | 7 |
the day of | 7 |
is for the | 7 |
there was the | 7 |
keep that in | 7 |
the feet of | 7 |
i came to | 7 |
the rainy season | 7 |
if you must | 7 |
of the eternal | 7 |
then in the | 7 |
it is only | 7 |
in the kingdom | 7 |
to and fro | 7 |
the cage bird | 7 |
the thought that | 7 |
to my house | 7 |
the tune of | 7 |
was a king | 7 |
portion of the | 7 |
there was not | 7 |
seated on the | 7 |
lest i should | 7 |
and it was | 7 |
if i were | 7 |
in the fairy | 7 |
in the verandah | 7 |
in mind and | 7 |
i love to | 7 |
was not the | 7 |
there had been | 7 |
i am in | 7 |
by the hand | 7 |
why there is | 7 |
me of the | 7 |
it must be | 7 |
that he could | 7 |
the days of | 7 |
all the same | 7 |
he would be | 7 |
to me in | 7 |
the boy was | 7 |
when i come | 7 |
i come to | 7 |
to my door | 7 |
you sit there | 7 |
without a word | 7 |
are you going | 7 |
come to the | 7 |
but in the | 7 |
in the room | 7 |
does anybody know | 7 |
in the west | 7 |
service of the | 7 |
rays of the | 7 |
of the first | 7 |
of the boy | 7 |
has not been | 7 |
i got a | 7 |
who are you | 7 |
the time of | 7 |
one day i | 7 |
the fact that | 7 |
of the great | 7 |
on the shore | 7 |
of one of | 7 |
let me carry | 7 |
stand before thee | 7 |
in all the | 7 |
he was the | 7 |
is why i | 7 |
at the window | 7 |
on the bed | 7 |
the post office | 7 |
that was the | 7 |
the same way | 7 |
in the palace | 7 |
the seven seas | 7 |
for a long | 7 |
on the top | 7 |
middle of the | 7 |
in the shade | 7 |
there was nothing | 7 |
my father was | 7 |
the land of | 7 |
might have been | 7 |
for me in | 7 |
is to be | 7 |
you are the | 7 |
why did you | 7 |
the third storey | 7 |
of the heart | 7 |
him in the | 7 |
to me the | 7 |
of all the | 7 |
she had been | 7 |
where do you | 7 |
my heart in | 7 |
the time when | 7 |
with all my | 7 |
that i should | 7 |
at last the | 7 |
as if they | 7 |
all the time | 7 |
come back to | 7 |
according to the | 7 |
blue of the | 7 |
the first day | 7 |
it is for | 7 |
to see the | 7 |
who was it | 7 |
a piece of | 7 |
it as a | 7 |
happened to be | 7 |
behind the trees | 7 |
a part of | 7 |
is difficult to | 7 |
the world and | 7 |
the life of | 7 |
the day i | 7 |
to keep up | 7 |
still in the | 7 |
of the road | 7 |
to my eyes | 7 |
been able to | 7 |
what do you | 7 |
of the trees | 7 |
a pair of | 7 |
i am afraid | 7 |
in and out | 7 |
got hold of | 7 |
in his mind | 7 |
the power of | 7 |
i was at | 7 |
but it was | 7 |
the way to | 7 |
is not for | 7 |
one in the | 7 |
at my face | 7 |
come to me | 7 |
the height of | 7 |
in the early | 7 |
me on the | 7 |
the water in | 6 |
say to you | 6 |
of the time | 6 |
as one of | 6 |
she is i | 6 |
of the other | 6 |
in the country | 6 |
there are no | 6 |
do not go | 6 |
of the country | 6 |
the morning i | 6 |
the dim light | 6 |
and the rain | 6 |
up from the | 6 |
comes and goes | 6 |
on the sea | 6 |
it does not | 6 |
story of the | 6 |
that it is | 6 |
into the open | 6 |
on to the | 6 |
me in a | 6 |
for a while | 6 |
they go to | 6 |
from the original | 6 |
to have been | 6 |
queen of hearts | 6 |
and out of | 6 |
the news of | 6 |
the desert of | 6 |
i think of | 6 |
fringe of trees | 6 |
know not why | 6 |
as you are | 6 |
stay at home | 6 |
soon as he | 6 |
water from the | 6 |
me to be | 6 |
on every side | 6 |
every now and | 6 |
of my being | 6 |
speak to me | 6 |
who came to | 6 |
you are a | 6 |
the river bank | 6 |
i found it | 6 |
land and water | 6 |
the moon is | 6 |
i am reminded | 6 |
has not cheated | 6 |
the mind of | 6 |
over and over | 6 |
is like a | 6 |
and in my | 6 |
the mystery of | 6 |
from door to | 6 |
the weight of | 6 |
one of those | 6 |
they began to | 6 |
the seven wings | 6 |
year after year | 6 |
time for the | 6 |
away in the | 6 |
and there is | 6 |
it was in | 6 |
beauty of the | 6 |
fate has not | 6 |
i will tell | 6 |
to the door | 6 |
i am as | 6 |
the fairy tale | 6 |
a great deal | 6 |
it to me | 6 |
staring at the | 6 |
in the river | 6 |
what i had | 6 |
after i had | 6 |
was not at | 6 |
for all that | 6 |
by the window | 6 |
to be in | 6 |
seven seas and | 6 |
in my memory | 6 |
comes back to | 6 |
is known to | 6 |
with which i | 6 |
on one side | 6 |
with all the | 6 |
that is not | 6 |
of the stream | 6 |
in your eyes | 6 |
was a great | 6 |
came into the | 6 |
is not yet | 6 |
you must have | 6 |
with his own | 6 |
the world with | 6 |
only for a | 6 |
for a time | 6 |
the picture of | 6 |
go to fetch | 6 |
door to door | 6 |
the way of | 6 |
with which he | 6 |
i have done | 6 |
between the two | 6 |
through the dark | 6 |
of the same | 6 |
how to cast | 6 |
the house of | 6 |
it was only | 6 |
the livelong day | 6 |
has to be | 6 |
as if i | 6 |
my husband had | 6 |
i said to | 6 |
i felt the | 6 |
my hand and | 6 |
came to an | 6 |
my door and | 6 |
in a great | 6 |
is the time | 6 |
in his hand | 6 |
a letter for | 6 |
on the occasion | 6 |
the window of | 6 |
my heart was | 6 |
i would not | 6 |
i am ashamed | 6 |
is time for | 6 |
was able to | 6 |
seems to be | 6 |
place in the | 6 |
they are not | 6 |
of the household | 6 |
in the south | 6 |
you are my | 6 |
i managed to | 6 |
you think i | 6 |
was full of | 6 |
me by the | 6 |
that in mind | 6 |
a letter from | 6 |
the service of | 6 |
in the land | 6 |
the window and | 6 |
and i shall | 6 |
first day of | 6 |
know not what | 6 |
forgive me my | 6 |
the creation of | 6 |
the next morning | 6 |
i must be | 6 |
be able to | 6 |
in the heart | 6 |
the verge of | 6 |
and the king | 6 |
of life in | 6 |
with all its | 6 |
for me a | 6 |
my fate has | 6 |
the cry of | 6 |
i am going | 6 |
the centre of | 6 |
i felt a | 6 |
standing on the | 6 |
the secret of | 6 |
up in a | 6 |
and when the | 6 |
other side of | 6 |
the difference between | 6 |
on the grass | 6 |
there is another | 6 |
to the other | 6 |
be allowed to | 6 |
but i have | 6 |
day of the | 6 |
to my mind | 6 |
and i will | 6 |
the impression of | 6 |
it would have | 6 |
i was so | 6 |
i stand before | 6 |
the love of | 6 |
the early morning | 6 |
the dust of | 6 |
but i know | 6 |
that he would | 6 |
for the night | 6 |
of his life | 6 |
of the merchant | 6 |
the hands of | 6 |
you had better | 6 |
the world in | 6 |
on the table | 6 |
be found in | 6 |
is like the | 6 |
in all its | 6 |
he would ask | 6 |
we did not | 6 |
it is so | 6 |
as big as | 6 |
was at the | 6 |
mystery of the | 6 |
i tell you | 6 |
the same time | 6 |
stood in the | 6 |
that he is | 6 |
get rid of | 6 |
for he is | 6 |
mind and rejoice | 6 |
of the rains | 6 |
has not yet | 6 |
me of everything | 6 |
in our country | 6 |
all manner of | 6 |
cheated me of | 6 |
were only a | 6 |
with the seven | 6 |
not cheated me | 6 |
in such a | 6 |
to the ground | 6 |
where are you | 6 |
of the child | 6 |
chota lord sahib | 6 |
i would go | 6 |
by the road | 6 |
as i did | 6 |
a glimpse of | 6 |
depth of the | 6 |
the silence of | 6 |
sharps and flats | 6 |
the palace with | 6 |
none the less | 6 |
the wind is | 6 |
it is thy | 6 |
he was as | 6 |
to find that | 6 |
fill your pitcher | 6 |
a short time | 6 |
palace with the | 6 |
more than i | 6 |
used to be | 6 |
you do not | 6 |
out of his | 6 |
it seems to | 6 |
we do not | 6 |
seems to have | 6 |
into the sky | 6 |
foot of the | 6 |
darkness of night | 6 |
had no idea | 6 |
of the flower | 6 |
asked me to | 6 |
when i came | 6 |
to cast nets | 6 |
by our door | 6 |
on my way | 6 |
the mind is | 6 |
one of his | 6 |
all is false | 6 |
me from the | 6 |
it had been | 6 |
that of the | 6 |
not know how | 6 |
it to my | 6 |
a boy of | 5 |
in the original | 5 |
this did not | 5 |
as i went | 5 |
me through the | 5 |
none of the | 5 |
that we have | 5 |
the conclusion that | 5 |
up with the | 5 |
there on the | 5 |
on the water | 5 |
took his seat | 5 |
as a matter | 5 |
to get up | 5 |
not in the | 5 |
the company of | 5 |
the tinkling of | 5 |
on the verandah | 5 |
me all the | 5 |
on which the | 5 |
end of his | 5 |
was a mere | 5 |
thee face to | 5 |
the grace of | 5 |
the pangs of | 5 |
being able to | 5 |
the folds of | 5 |
could not be | 5 |
seen in the | 5 |
all sorts of | 5 |
but i dare | 5 |
the art of | 5 |
for a few | 5 |
that it has | 5 |
he is the | 5 |
way to the | 5 |
put up with | 5 |
nothing at all | 5 |
once upon a | 5 |
would have to | 5 |
while we were | 5 |
top of the | 5 |
loiter over your | 5 |
the bottom of | 5 |
for me the | 5 |
there are many | 5 |
would not be | 5 |
you from the | 5 |
to the heart | 5 |
a couple of | 5 |
could see the | 5 |
could not make | 5 |
day of asarh | 5 |
i asked her | 5 |
from early morning | 5 |
and as we | 5 |
from time to | 5 |
the infinite sky | 5 |
to come out | 5 |
to me as | 5 |
out of sight | 5 |
what is there | 5 |
over your toilet | 5 |
the names of | 5 |
though i was | 5 |
the smile of | 5 |
to him in | 5 |
in all her | 5 |
i feel that | 5 |
light of my | 5 |
i were a | 5 |
on the sand | 5 |
my heart like | 5 |
the river is | 5 |
where there is | 5 |
about in the | 5 |
a sort of | 5 |
the new baby | 5 |
the school authorities | 5 |
what was the | 5 |
no means of | 5 |
the other day | 5 |
do not close | 5 |
how could i | 5 |
come as you | 5 |
before my eyes | 5 |
be content with | 5 |
into my life | 5 |
and of the | 5 |
your words are | 5 |
my face in | 5 |
i knew not | 5 |
in the hope | 5 |
give me the | 5 |
wish i were | 5 |
what is this | 5 |
might not have | 5 |
now it is | 5 |
of the little | 5 |
and take my | 5 |
to take his | 5 |
not loiter over | 5 |
going to the | 5 |
to come and | 5 |
to the new | 5 |
it was my | 5 |
to the sky | 5 |
home in the | 5 |
my husband came | 5 |
to the dust | 5 |
i heard a | 5 |
great deal of | 5 |
very fond of | 5 |
was that of | 5 |
coming out of | 5 |
period of my | 5 |
light and shade | 5 |
the bend of | 5 |
edge of a | 5 |
the occasion of | 5 |
the gloom of | 5 |
to see him | 5 |
have been a | 5 |
i might have | 5 |
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in your hand | 4 |
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of our elders | 4 |
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mere idle sport | 4 |
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with your basket | 4 |
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passing through the | 3 |
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beauties of the | 3 |
not the power | 3 |
on with the | 3 |
rest of us | 3 |
to english readers | 3 |
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me that a | 3 |
not for me | 3 |
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for the morning | 3 |
dark and lonesome | 3 |
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day i am | 3 |
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the first of | 3 |
as if he | 3 |
they do not | 3 |
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flash of lightning | 3 |
of the horizon | 3 |
brother and sister | 3 |
of the waves | 3 |
in the eternal | 3 |
for love to | 3 |
not so much | 3 |
and i know | 3 |
to call me | 3 |
where the pot | 3 |
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your heart and | 3 |
the girl in | 3 |
the clouds are | 3 |
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call them and | 3 |
you not know | 3 |
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one or other | 3 |
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said peari sankar | 3 |
like one of | 3 |
your baby is | 3 |
i still remember | 3 |
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dance of the | 3 |
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you are going | 3 |
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withered leaves they | 3 |
by those who | 3 |
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the words of | 3 |
the dark night | 3 |
the avalli hills | 3 |
my manuscript book | 3 |
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in the english | 3 |
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corner of a | 3 |
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i to do | 3 |
the ganges again | 3 |
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as i awoke | 3 |
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rivers of fairyland | 3 |
me to take | 3 |
back to thee | 3 |
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any attempt to | 3 |
pleasures and pains | 3 |
of the tulsi | 3 |
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went on to | 3 |
of the bamboo | 3 |
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whom i shall | 3 |
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the lamp of | 3 |
all about it | 3 |
kingdom of the | 3 |
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me in that | 3 |
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my knowledge of | 3 |
first time in | 3 |
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of our school | 3 |
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me if this | 3 |
over the waters | 3 |
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in the valmiki | 3 |
to his room | 3 |
when he is | 3 |
time has not | 3 |
darkness of a | 3 |
expanse of the | 3 |
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to get on | 3 |
went to see | 3 |
the sleep that | 3 |
from the other | 3 |
in the field | 3 |
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the cool shade | 3 |
the reason of | 3 |
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all that it | 3 |
of all this | 3 |
no time in | 3 |
i took all | 3 |
me a letter | 3 |
to pay them | 3 |
the village road | 3 |
me to copy | 3 |
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as i sat | 3 |
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to the south | 3 |
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when from the | 3 |
gather pebbles and | 3 |
do not ask | 3 |
on his bed | 3 |
folk who live | 3 |
singing in the | 3 |
of the island | 3 |
on the throne | 3 |
sitting at the | 3 |
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round his neck | 3 |
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do you look | 3 |
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words i have | 3 |
any one else | 3 |
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with the other | 3 |
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to be with | 3 |
a garland of | 3 |
it is but | 3 |
for nothing he | 3 |
the thing that | 3 |
by sir rabindranath | 3 |
not care to | 3 |
i ever forget | 3 |
as the youngest | 3 |
the rain poured | 3 |
to sit by | 3 |
he had come | 3 |
me it was | 3 |
are not merely | 3 |
on the same | 3 |
what little of | 3 |
of my early | 3 |
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boy of seven | 3 |
the language and | 3 |
i can do | 3 |
rule of the | 3 |
the night and | 3 |
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have i been | 3 |
done and the | 3 |
my life that | 3 |
news of my | 3 |
to the bharati | 3 |
then and there | 3 |
never be made | 3 |
on your eyes | 3 |
is that beautiful | 3 |
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was no need | 3 |
dream of a | 3 |
leaves they weave | 3 |
my first outing | 3 |
heard in the | 3 |
and the stars | 3 |
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my mind that | 3 |
that day i | 3 |
the palace gates | 3 |
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one with the | 3 |
the lush grass | 3 |
the farther side | 3 |
night and the | 3 |
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which my father | 3 |
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days of my | 3 |
struck me that | 3 |
i will keep | 3 |
sail in their | 3 |
when they were | 3 |
in the ditch | 3 |
people came and | 3 |
his own hand | 3 |
i know well | 3 |
of the mango | 3 |
i took it | 3 |
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alone on the | 3 |
of the songs | 3 |
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it into his | 3 |
was the beginning | 3 |
children have their | 3 |
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blue manuscript book | 3 |
them and say | 3 |
the rain patters | 3 |
with that little | 3 |
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if there be | 3 |
a collection of | 3 |
out of him | 3 |
for which purpose | 3 |
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upon me like | 3 |
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the wedding of | 3 |
play of the | 3 |
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of thy flute | 3 |
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tulsi plant stands | 3 |
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the inner apartment | 3 |
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the likes of | 3 |
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o lord of | 3 |
crown thee king | 3 |
on the stream | 3 |
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my father came | 3 |
must you go | 3 |
this is what | 3 |
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of a lamp | 3 |
because he is | 3 |
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feet on the | 3 |
water in the | 3 |
all claims to | 3 |
inside and outside | 3 |
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glow of the | 3 |
in the autumn | 3 |