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trigram | frequency |
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out of the | 108 |
and all the | 87 |
of the world | 71 |
by permission of | 68 |
and in the | 66 |
permission of the | 51 |
in the air | 49 |
to be a | 49 |
the glory of | 48 |
i want to | 48 |
of the night | 48 |
of the author | 47 |
this is the | 46 |
of all the | 44 |
b b b | 42 |
of the sea | 41 |
there is no | 40 |
in the night | 39 |
to see the | 39 |
out in the | 39 |
and other poems | 39 |
and when the | 39 |
of the war | 38 |
in the world | 37 |
of the great | 37 |
the end of | 37 |
in the morning | 37 |
there was a | 36 |
in the trenches | 36 |
to the end | 35 |
in the dark | 35 |
i saw the | 35 |
the heart of | 34 |
in the sun | 33 |
i hear the | 32 |
i have a | 31 |
in my heart | 30 |
of the dead | 30 |
song of the | 29 |
i know that | 29 |
there is a | 29 |
i heard the | 29 |
of those who | 29 |
it was a | 28 |
a song of | 28 |
the man who | 28 |
the world is | 27 |
men of the | 27 |
of the day | 27 |
the soul of | 26 |
i do not | 26 |
up to the | 26 |
of the earth | 26 |
it may be | 26 |
one of the | 26 |
just the same | 26 |
one by one | 25 |
and through the | 25 |
of the guns | 25 |
want to be | 25 |
the light of | 25 |
all the world | 25 |
the scent of | 25 |
and on the | 25 |
in flanders fields | 25 |
do you remember | 24 |
the music of | 24 |
ten thousand years | 24 |
the world to | 24 |
that he was | 24 |
i see the | 24 |
the song of | 24 |
and i know | 23 |
thy will be | 23 |
the hearts of | 23 |
the red cross | 23 |
those who have | 23 |
at the front | 22 |
the men who | 22 |
it is a | 22 |
in the sky | 22 |
up and down | 22 |
of the british | 22 |
it is the | 22 |
the death of | 22 |
on the sea | 22 |
a lot of | 21 |
they told me | 21 |
and from the | 21 |
my heart is | 21 |
the battle of | 21 |
a bit of | 21 |
when the war | 21 |
there in the | 21 |
the shadow of | 21 |
down to the | 21 |
the united states | 21 |
of the battle | 21 |
play the game | 21 |
it was the | 21 |
i heard a | 21 |
of my heart | 20 |
will be done | 20 |
to the last | 20 |
in all the | 20 |
is on the | 20 |
you and i | 20 |
rendezvous with death | 20 |
a rendezvous with | 20 |
out on the | 20 |
he was a | 20 |
when all the | 20 |
as well as | 20 |
the sound of | 20 |
in the trench | 19 |
for those who | 19 |
and full of | 19 |
back to the | 19 |
day by day | 19 |
it is not | 19 |
the whole world | 19 |
part of the | 19 |
the first time | 19 |
and then a | 19 |
to and fro | 19 |
the voice of | 19 |
to the front | 19 |
side by side | 18 |
to meet the | 18 |
and some of | 18 |
wind in the | 18 |
the joy of | 18 |
o the pity | 18 |
the great war | 18 |
i shall not | 18 |
him in the | 18 |
guards came through | 18 |
that in the | 18 |
and then he | 18 |
one of them | 18 |
and then the | 18 |
he is a | 18 |
from out the | 18 |
across the sea | 17 |
them in the | 17 |
but in the | 17 |
and it is | 17 |
of the old | 17 |
we have been | 17 |
in my head | 17 |
but when the | 17 |
with the dead | 17 |
the guards came | 17 |
and there was | 17 |
by all the | 17 |
i have no | 17 |
the road to | 17 |
in the evening | 17 |
i know not | 17 |
the best of | 17 |
the story of | 17 |
have a rendezvous | 17 |
the face of | 17 |
come back to | 17 |
the fields of | 17 |
in the snow | 17 |
is in the | 17 |
the days of | 17 |
down in the | 17 |
up in the | 17 |
was in the | 16 |
go to the | 16 |
in front of | 16 |
for all the | 16 |
the spirit of | 16 |
for a moment | 16 |
face to face | 16 |
to be the | 16 |
and he was | 16 |
and with the | 16 |
and many a | 16 |
and then i | 16 |
the british empire | 16 |
that we have | 16 |
that we are | 16 |
the work of | 16 |
the edge of | 16 |
i stood with | 16 |
what is the | 16 |
and i must | 16 |
the world has | 16 |
the cause of | 16 |
scent of the | 16 |
the men of | 16 |
he could not | 16 |
now and then | 16 |
the things that | 16 |
and those who | 15 |
stood with the | 15 |
at last the | 15 |
of the men | 15 |
on the road | 15 |
the feet of | 15 |
of the fight | 15 |
hearts of men | 15 |
and see the | 15 |
the breath of | 15 |
the day is | 15 |
in the battle | 15 |
it must be | 15 |
a name that | 15 |
he will not | 15 |
we do not | 15 |
somewhere in france | 15 |
to hear the | 15 |
is full of | 15 |
end of the | 15 |
of the sun | 15 |
the tale of | 15 |
stars and stripes | 15 |
in your eyes | 15 |
god defend the | 15 |
the name of | 15 |
when he was | 15 |
i have been | 15 |
part in the | 15 |
to keep the | 15 |
in the dust | 15 |
here we are | 15 |
the way of | 15 |
in the old | 15 |
you in the | 15 |
in the great | 15 |
in his eyes | 15 |
in the rain | 15 |
the day when | 15 |
the field of | 15 |
i used to | 15 |
of the lord | 15 |
the king of | 15 |
to play the | 15 |
scrap of paper | 15 |
my heart to | 15 |
defend the right | 15 |
i give you | 14 |
out to the | 14 |
and now the | 14 |
before the war | 14 |
of the cocoa | 14 |
bitter winds blow | 14 |
that i have | 14 |
through the night | 14 |
you hear the | 14 |
to make the | 14 |
there was no | 14 |
to the war | 14 |
the blood of | 14 |
the other day | 14 |
it was not | 14 |
to face the | 14 |
the first to | 14 |
saw three shepherds | 14 |
does it matter | 14 |
the price of | 14 |
of the west | 14 |
i saw three | 14 |
the way to | 14 |
the meaning of | 14 |
guns of verdun | 14 |
the bitter winds | 14 |
a scrap of | 14 |
and i am | 14 |
will not come | 14 |
of the past | 14 |
in the mud | 14 |
the stars and | 14 |
and hear the | 14 |
the call of | 14 |
the roar of | 14 |
in his heart | 14 |
going to the | 14 |
to think of | 14 |
three shepherds out | 14 |
shepherds out in | 14 |
i love you | 14 |
into the night | 13 |
in the cold | 13 |
him to the | 13 |
of the american | 13 |
the freedom of | 13 |
at the time | 13 |
evening brings us | 13 |
he did not | 13 |
i think of | 13 |
to make a | 13 |
front of the | 13 |
the war is | 13 |
with all the | 13 |
we used to | 13 |
in the darkness | 13 |
i can see | 13 |
at the end | 13 |
and out of | 13 |
the morning light | 13 |
a thousand years | 13 |
the right to | 13 |
of the wind | 13 |
a thing of | 13 |
and the great | 13 |
to his mother | 13 |
and we shall | 13 |
my heart and | 13 |
you remember the | 13 |
the whole of | 13 |
and when i | 13 |
the world and | 13 |
the queen of | 13 |
we know that | 13 |
where is the | 13 |
and yet i | 13 |
of the german | 13 |
over the sea | 13 |
all of us | 13 |
him on the | 13 |
you will find | 13 |
is but a | 13 |
it is to | 13 |
to the men | 13 |
the beauty of | 13 |
the flag that | 13 |
i wish i | 13 |
all the while | 13 |
and never a | 13 |
in the fight | 13 |
we had to | 13 |
i had a | 13 |
what of the | 13 |
on the field | 13 |
i have heard | 13 |
with never a | 13 |
in the west | 13 |
would not be | 13 |
of the human | 13 |
and still the | 13 |
here and there | 12 |
i love to | 12 |
and watch the | 12 |
are in the | 12 |
edge of the | 12 |
the same as | 12 |
i think i | 12 |
he was the | 12 |
i must go | 12 |
in which he | 12 |
lieutenant in the | 12 |
the pride of | 12 |
in the gloom | 12 |
his war writings | 12 |
that was a | 12 |
to go home | 12 |
to the sea | 12 |
listen to the | 12 |
to watch the | 12 |
in the army | 12 |
and over the | 12 |
and with a | 12 |
and of the | 12 |
henry van dyke | 12 |
out of sight | 12 |
a world of | 12 |
but it is | 12 |
the stars that | 12 |
the chinese nightingale | 12 |
as far as | 12 |
and the old | 12 |
in the grass | 12 |
he had a | 12 |
to the sky | 12 |
there will be | 12 |
in the light | 12 |
the top of | 12 |
deep in the | 12 |
a name like | 12 |
in the garden | 12 |
the burden of | 12 |
a year ago | 12 |
the trench that | 12 |
have heard the | 12 |
that i was | 12 |
a letter from | 12 |
some of the | 12 |
in their eyes | 12 |
we thank thee | 12 |
would be a | 12 |
in the first | 12 |
that i am | 12 |
of his life | 12 |
like to be | 12 |
you and me | 12 |
to take the | 12 |
in the last | 12 |
in the fields | 12 |
as they are | 12 |
the god of | 12 |
the summit of | 12 |
and in a | 12 |
me in the | 12 |
but never a | 12 |
heart of the | 12 |
extract from speech | 12 |
war writings include | 12 |
in spite of | 12 |
the memory of | 12 |
in his hand | 12 |
on our way | 12 |
i am not | 12 |
is not the | 12 |
give us a | 12 |
on the hill | 12 |
brings us home | 12 |
the rest of | 12 |
that would not | 12 |
used to be | 12 |
i shall be | 12 |
want to go | 11 |
he was born | 11 |
me of the | 11 |
at the last | 11 |
i thought of | 11 |
the world in | 11 |
some of us | 11 |
the london times | 11 |
are the men | 11 |
to those who | 11 |
me from the | 11 |
more and more | 11 |
spires of oxford | 11 |
i was a | 11 |
fellow my lad | 11 |
to me and | 11 |
the depths of | 11 |
the eyes of | 11 |
day in the | 11 |
it seems to | 11 |
high in the | 11 |
a good deal | 11 |
on the wire | 11 |
and i was | 11 |
i saw a | 11 |
it would be | 11 |
young fellow my | 11 |
no time to | 11 |
to where the | 11 |
of the air | 11 |
pray that god | 11 |
letter from the | 11 |
shall not be | 11 |
in his own | 11 |
land of the | 11 |
to win the | 11 |
the use of | 11 |
has britain done | 11 |
and the first | 11 |
no more than | 11 |
the gates of | 11 |
all the time | 11 |
for the first | 11 |
we are the | 11 |
but he was | 11 |
as in the | 11 |
of it all | 11 |
but now the | 11 |
and the other | 11 |
he joined the | 11 |
as soon as | 11 |
and some are | 11 |
of the spring | 11 |
cross still stands | 11 |
give me a | 11 |
in the street | 11 |
lay in the | 11 |
but i have | 11 |
the love of | 11 |
for a while | 11 |
to join the | 11 |
i feel the | 11 |
and saw the | 11 |
but i am | 11 |
me and you | 11 |
break of day | 11 |
the same old | 11 |
songs of the | 11 |
and the london | 11 |
queen of sheba | 11 |
i saw him | 11 |
of this book | 11 |
from side to | 11 |
the world was | 11 |
side to side | 11 |
then came the | 11 |
and once again | 11 |
on the grass | 11 |
old john brown | 11 |
the strength of | 11 |
all day long | 11 |
then there were | 11 |
to all the | 11 |
i am a | 11 |
in the way | 11 |
work to do | 11 |
among the trees | 11 |
here in the | 11 |
glory of the | 11 |
you have no | 11 |
once more the | 11 |
night and day | 11 |
mothers and wives | 11 |
and the dead | 11 |
our way to | 11 |
of blood and | 11 |
only through me | 11 |
haig is moving | 10 |
is to be | 10 |
from over the | 10 |
in this great | 10 |
men in the | 10 |
of our own | 10 |
the history of | 10 |
battle of the | 10 |
that god defend | 10 |
god give us | 10 |
told me of | 10 |
i had to | 10 |
in the face | 10 |
a dream of | 10 |
the wings of | 10 |
us a name | 10 |
lad of my | 10 |
and the whole | 10 |
through all the | 10 |
at home and | 10 |
by the late | 10 |
to do it | 10 |
the men at | 10 |
as long as | 10 |
the land of | 10 |
the midst of | 10 |
in the midst | 10 |
love to be | 10 |
it will be | 10 |
the splendor of | 10 |
the author and | 10 |
and all that | 10 |
the color sergeant | 10 |
of the street | 10 |
face of the | 10 |
and the men | 10 |
he went to | 10 |
of the deep | 10 |
i know the | 10 |
the day was | 10 |
the cold north | 10 |
the wide world | 10 |
and in his | 10 |
we shall be | 10 |
in the line | 10 |
seen so many | 10 |
for the last | 10 |
what do you | 10 |
the king and | 10 |
a name to | 10 |
memory of the | 10 |
the kaiser and | 10 |
all we have | 10 |
we have and | 10 |
a chance to | 10 |
for the right | 10 |
he saw the | 10 |
that it was | 10 |
with all your | 10 |
home at last | 10 |
the sense of | 10 |
up from the | 10 |
the ballad of | 10 |
down the road | 10 |
day and night | 10 |
he wrote to | 10 |
on the ground | 10 |
of autumn in | 10 |
to the sound | 10 |
trench that fritz | 10 |
and no one | 10 |
in such a | 10 |
we are going | 10 |
no more the | 10 |
it has been | 10 |
and i had | 10 |
beauty of the | 10 |
through and through | 10 |
of death and | 10 |
for the sake | 10 |
i saw her | 10 |
that fritz built | 10 |
have you forgotten | 10 |
all the rest | 10 |
in time of | 10 |
and i have | 10 |
the place where | 10 |
out into the | 10 |
over the parapet | 10 |
and make the | 10 |
i tell you | 10 |
the human race | 10 |
in the land | 10 |
to fight for | 10 |
i would be | 10 |
in the spring | 10 |
soldiers of the | 10 |
to the battle | 10 |
in a row | 10 |
the place of | 10 |
place in the | 10 |
of the guard | 10 |
the hills and | 10 |
i did not | 10 |
to hold the | 10 |
for ten thousand | 10 |
with a thousand | 10 |
the sun and | 10 |
on the other | 10 |
the man that | 10 |
sir owen seaman | 10 |
think of the | 10 |
the day of | 10 |
lost in the | 10 |
some of them | 10 |
hand in hand | 10 |
color sergeant said | 10 |
the world with | 10 |
are the dead | 10 |
in france and | 10 |
battle of ypres | 10 |
name like a | 9 |
to the world | 9 |
the thunder of | 9 |
on his lips | 9 |
the prince of | 9 |
shadow of the | 9 |
way to the | 9 |
my heart was | 9 |
to me that | 9 |
a part of | 9 |
all the night | 9 |
the setting sun | 9 |
the last of | 9 |
so many dead | 9 |
in the blue | 9 |
the vision of | 9 |
when he tries | 9 |
there is peace | 9 |
you will not | 9 |
i have seen | 9 |
a piece of | 9 |
with the rest | 9 |
are full of | 9 |
when i am | 9 |
they are to | 9 |
willed it not | 9 |
the rights of | 9 |
the life of | 9 |
have and are | 9 |
the gospel of | 9 |
the ghosts of | 9 |
where in the | 9 |
men and women | 9 |
wrote to his | 9 |
and in their | 9 |
was full of | 9 |
most of them | 9 |
a little bit | 9 |
the valley of | 9 |
the size of | 9 |
the flags of | 9 |
a regiment of | 9 |
by the hand | 9 |
of pain and | 9 |
us home at | 9 |
in the past | 9 |
of the morning | 9 |
the hands of | 9 |
in many a | 9 |
he came to | 9 |
most of the | 9 |
that it is | 9 |
in the afternoon | 9 |
to give the | 9 |
is the way | 9 |
prince of peace | 9 |
to cheer the | 9 |
the sea the | 9 |
the author the | 9 |
and the sun | 9 |
what did you | 9 |
shot and shell | 9 |
they heard the | 9 |
a sound of | 9 |
i love the | 9 |
that he has | 9 |
music in the | 9 |
was like a | 9 |
as can be | 9 |
this was the | 9 |
the island of | 9 |
to feel the | 9 |
on either hand | 9 |
between the lines | 9 |
frederick george scott | 9 |
for the men | 9 |
we willed it | 9 |
in the royal | 9 |
in honor of | 9 |
there shall be | 9 |
when the night | 9 |
give you france | 9 |
and down the | 9 |
she will not | 9 |
be a soldier | 9 |
not for the | 9 |
chant of love | 9 |
to fight the | 9 |
the peace of | 9 |
all the same | 9 |
voice of the | 9 |
we were the | 9 |
share in the | 9 |
of the east | 9 |
he had been | 9 |
a man in | 9 |
of winter hill | 9 |
to say that | 9 |
from the north | 9 |
count the cost | 9 |
the fate of | 9 |
the bells of | 9 |
in the wind | 9 |
we could not | 9 |
and when they | 9 |
and if we | 9 |
he heard the | 9 |
and we have | 9 |
on the world | 9 |
of a new | 9 |
cold north sea | 9 |
the fall of | 9 |
because of the | 9 |
he is the | 9 |
the head of | 9 |
see it through | 9 |
through the dark | 9 |
to the west | 9 |
singing in the | 9 |
of love for | 9 |
standing in the | 9 |
of the soul | 9 |
these are the | 9 |
that we were | 9 |
that is the | 9 |
you shall not | 9 |
the words of | 9 |
i am the | 9 |
the westminster gazette | 9 |
down the street | 9 |
the call to | 9 |
died of wounds | 9 |
up in a | 9 |
and so i | 9 |
it in the | 9 |
we must be | 9 |
went out to | 9 |
man in the | 9 |
this is a | 9 |
back from the | 9 |
will be the | 9 |
and so we | 9 |
they used to | 9 |
and to the | 9 |
the wisdom of | 9 |
and for the | 9 |
that he had | 9 |
never seen so | 9 |
and it was | 9 |
do you hear | 9 |
many dead before | 9 |
had to be | 9 |
the woman that | 9 |
you know the | 9 |
and now we | 9 |
you can hear | 9 |
but he is | 9 |
and when we | 9 |
of the man | 9 |
and they are | 9 |
the sake of | 9 |
one of us | 9 |
with many a | 9 |
for all we | 9 |
and all his | 9 |
of the red | 9 |
and at the | 9 |
when all is | 9 |
can hear the | 9 |
light of the | 9 |
and i think | 9 |
to the south | 9 |
you forgotten yet | 9 |
at the base | 9 |
in his heaven | 9 |
days of old | 9 |
that you can | 9 |
the new york | 9 |
the dawn of | 9 |
but it was | 9 |
the wind in | 9 |
i left behind | 9 |
thou art the | 9 |
and all our | 9 |
of the sky | 9 |
to go out | 9 |
left behind me | 8 |
to us the | 8 |
to see him | 8 |
that you are | 8 |
and there he | 8 |
will not be | 8 |
i watched them | 8 |
love for england | 8 |
from the sea | 8 |
us to the | 8 |
of the nations | 8 |
by the sea | 8 |
the war was | 8 |
the sons of | 8 |
we are in | 8 |
friend and foe | 8 |
arthur conan doyle | 8 |
what is it | 8 |
call of the | 8 |
from the trenches | 8 |
the air was | 8 |
would have been | 8 |
the horrors of | 8 |
on his face | 8 |
and the blue | 8 |
come to you | 8 |
i am glad | 8 |
in the hollow | 8 |
i am proud | 8 |
for the things | 8 |
a sort of | 8 |
must have been | 8 |
and by the | 8 |
the faith and | 8 |
of the skies | 8 |
the wind and | 8 |
him back to | 8 |
of the empire | 8 |
to the light | 8 |
days and nights | 8 |
half of the | 8 |
has not been | 8 |
gallery where the | 8 |
that has been | 8 |
that will not | 8 |
soldier of the | 8 |
have been in | 8 |
work of the | 8 |
what you are | 8 |
now comes summer | 8 |
i have forgotten | 8 |
the hope of | 8 |
his head and | 8 |
it as a | 8 |
he tried to | 8 |
of war and | 8 |
me to the | 8 |
of these poems | 8 |
there came a | 8 |
in the east | 8 |
men who fight | 8 |
of gold and | 8 |
and all its | 8 |
and all was | 8 |
to the united | 8 |
written in the | 8 |
me on the | 8 |
of london punch | 8 |
and long the | 8 |
we have to | 8 |
night on the | 8 |
the home of | 8 |
shoulder to shoulder | 8 |
i go to | 8 |
of the strife | 8 |
the love that | 8 |
the ghost of | 8 |
proud of our | 8 |
row on row | 8 |
to each other | 8 |
the flower of | 8 |
the sight of | 8 |
the gleam of | 8 |
the gallery where | 8 |
in the days | 8 |
a shower of | 8 |
guns of metz | 8 |
to get a | 8 |
the dark and | 8 |
joined the army | 8 |
in the wood | 8 |
king solomon he | 8 |
as big as | 8 |
i watch the | 8 |
of a man | 8 |
the gift of | 8 |
and the sea | 8 |
the town of | 8 |
music of the | 8 |
for you and | 8 |
trouble in the | 8 |
up on the | 8 |
the roll of | 8 |
to the east | 8 |
a little while | 8 |
blood and tears | 8 |
that they were | 8 |
why do you | 8 |
the line of | 8 |
of the town | 8 |
the night with | 8 |
and the wind | 8 |
down from the | 8 |
the joys of | 8 |
wisdom of the | 8 |
in a wood | 8 |
long the day | 8 |
and made a | 8 |
fat men go | 8 |
they saw the | 8 |
as i go | 8 |
as i was | 8 |
the rim of | 8 |
the wife of | 8 |
where the fat | 8 |
i would go | 8 |
to live in | 8 |
the road the | 8 |
girl i left | 8 |
and the world | 8 |
the spires of | 8 |
rest of the | 8 |
in her eyes | 8 |
of the enemy | 8 |
and all her | 8 |
in the market | 8 |
a chant of | 8 |
the war will | 8 |
of the slain | 8 |
here in a | 8 |
gospel of beauty | 8 |
that he waits | 8 |
come home again | 8 |
for now comes | 8 |
the old men | 8 |
day is done | 8 |
he is dead | 8 |
seemed to me | 8 |
and will not | 8 |
never a word | 8 |
and take your | 8 |
and i thought | 8 |
for i have | 8 |
to the wall | 8 |
the ways of | 8 |
could see the | 8 |
know that the | 8 |
in the field | 8 |
on the floor | 8 |
he tries the | 8 |
of the whole | 8 |
the tide of | 8 |
when you are | 8 |
in the pink | 8 |
the way he | 8 |
they do not | 8 |
the mother of | 8 |
charles hamilton sorley | 8 |
in a little | 8 |
to the devil | 8 |
god save the | 8 |
all the air | 8 |
safe at home | 8 |
the wind of | 8 |
sit in the | 8 |
is no more | 8 |
the university of | 8 |
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