There is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing.
Work without Hope Lines composed 21st February 1825 All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair-- The bees are…
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He thought he saw an Elephant, That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter…
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