id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentences	flesch	summary	cache	txt
995	Service, Robert W. (Robert William)	Ballads of a Bohemian			.txt	text/plain	40761	4581	100	A little chap just like a boy, with smudgy black mustache,-"Come on and have a little glass, it's good to rinse the eye. When such things come to folks like us, it isn't very gay . Then Gigolette, she looked at me with eyes like stones of gall: Though Julot, so they tell me, watched beside her day and night. I saw a rosy little man with walrus-like mustache . The little wizened Spanish man, I see him every day. look any man in the face and tell him to go to the devil. more like a blacksmith than a Bard--a big bearded man whose black eyes And sing like two old jolly boys, and dance to heart's desire; In this way I have come to know Paris like my pocket. Look in my face--no likeness can you see, Might have come home like him to-day."	./cache/995.txt	./txt/995.txt