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Excerpts: [... are you come so soon,. Where are your berries, child. You cannot, sure, have sold them all,. You had a basket pil'd.. No, mother, as I climb'd ...... I had leave to play,. I pick'd with all my might. I sold enough to get my shoes,. About a week ago. And these, if they had not been spilt,. Would ...... it with the poor:. And never let a needy child. Go empty from the door. ...]
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