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- Emily Dickinson

Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,

Then, I am ready to go!

Just a look at the Horses --

Rapid! That will do!

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The day of one's wedding.

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Chapter 19 of 21

Chapter 19: The Rock

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_THE NINETEENTH CHAPTER_ THE ROCK UP they got, early next morning, out of the silken beds; and they saw that the sun was shining brightly and that the wind was blowing from the South. Jip smelt the South wind for half an hour. Then he came to the Doctor, shaking his head. “I smell no snuff as yet,” he said. “We must wait till the wind changes to the East.” But even when the East wind came, at three o’clock that afternoon, the dog could not catch the smell of snuff. The little boy was terribly disappointed and began to cry again,

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