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"Signs are on of a mere by token that wills still to be becoming upon this there once a here was world."

"Passing. One. We are passing. Two. From sleep we are passing. Three. Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are passing. Four. Come, hours, be ours!"

"You will never have post in your pocket unless you have brasse on your plate."

"Bring us this days our maily bag."

"Poor little brittle magic nation, dim of mind!"

“Isobel, she is so pretty, truth to tell, wildwood's eyes and primarose hair, quietly, all the woods so wild, in mauves of moss and daphnedews, how all so still she lay, neath of the whitethorn, child of tree, like some losthappy leaf, like blowing flower stilled, as fain would she anon, for soon again 'twill be, win me, woo me, wed me, ah weary me! deeply, now evencalm lay sleeping;”

"His hearing is indoubting just as my seeing is onbelieving."

"Hastan the vista!"

"if I came any quicker I'll be right back before I left."

"The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lieftime."