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...Philomele Tief im dunkeln Pappelhain ; Liebe haucht aus ihrer Seele, Klage kann ihr Lied nicht sein." r ^ "Think every morning when the sun peeps through The...shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore." With several members of the family before alluded to, with whom I resided during my week's stay at...

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...— a lifeless corpse. He had been dead certainly more than an hour. CHAPTER XX. REUXIOX. Think ev'ry morning, when the sun peeps through The dim leaf-latticed...birds renew Their old melodious madrigals of love. 'Tis always morning somewhere, and above Th' awakening continents from shore to shore, Somewhere the...

...Philoraele Tief im dunkcln Pnppclhain ; Liebe baucbt aue ihrer Secle, Klage kann ihr Lied niolit sein." "Think every morning when the sun peeps through The...grove, How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old, mclodious madrigals of love! And when you think of this, remember, too, 'Tis always morning somewhere,...

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...man e'er caught! Whose habitations in the tree-tops even Are hallway houses on the road to heaven! ' Think, every morning when the sun peeps through The dim, leaf-latticed windows of the grove, IIow jubilant the happy birds renew Their old, melodious madrigals of love! And when you think of this,...