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ell, mind, here we haveour little son beside us:a little diversion before breakfast! Come, we’ll walk down the roadtill the bacon will be frying.We might better be idle?A poem might come of it?Oh, be useful. Save annoyanceto Flossie and besides--the wind!It’s cold. It blows ourold pants out! It makes us shiver!See the heavy treesshifting their weight before it.Let us be trees, an old house,a hill with grass on it!The baby’s arms are blue.Come, move! Be quieted!
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