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It was so low that an out “ Do you think giving a kiss is a very stretched arm could
easily reach them ; in- naughty thing ... of bearing out boldly What are all these
kissings worth to the open , boundless sea , you may have If thou kiss not me ?
It was so low that an out “ Do you think giving a kiss is a very stretched arm could
easily reach them ; in- naughty thing ... of bearing out boldly What are all these
kissings worth to the open , boundless sea , you may have If thou kiss not me ?
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| Заглавие | Baron Leo Von Oberg, M.D.: A Story of Love Unspoken Loring's tales of the day On Cover: Loring's tales of the day Том 18 от Victorian novels |
| Автор | Martin Cohn |
| Преведена от | Joseph A. Sigmund |
| Издател | Loring, 1868 |
| Оригиналът е от | Харвардският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 5 Окт 2007 |
| Брой страници | 92 страници |
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