| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - sGoodnight you moonlight ladies,Rockabye sweet baby James.Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose, will not you let me go down in my dreams,And rockabye sweet baby James.The first of December was covered with snowSo was the turnpike from Stockbridge to BostonThe Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frostingWith ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go.There is a song that they s
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