| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Who could repress a smile ??? of love for thee, Tom Pinch, and not in jest at thy expense, for thou art poor enough already, Heaven knows ??? to think that such a holiday as lies before thee should awaken that quick flow and hurry of the spirits, in which thou settest down again, almost untasted, on the kitchen window???sill, that great white mug (put by, by thy own hands, last night, that breakfa
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