ere wild flowers bloom, And scatter perfume,On purpose for country-bred urchins to smell. 0 dear little Phil, If only you will,When in lifes race your course you start on the track, Keep the same happy art Of making up part,Delight and contentment you never will lack! Because, after all, Whatever… … jsymmmm* pip. Ah ! but Pip was a cunning chick ; so soft and downy, and twosuch bright, black eyes! Polly thought him the very nicest littlething in all the world. She had such a tender little heart, that whenPips mother was run over by the farm wagon she begged hergrandpa for it. I will be his…
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