The Bodleys telling stories . You describe my own feelings, my brother,Then said one ; but I have still anotherThat will fill me at times with I may struggle to seem always calm. Now just give me. my friends, your advice:In the pit of my stomach lies ice. Which the bright summer sun cannot melt ;Why, sometimes, brother toad, I have felt- 126 Tin: i:nDL7:ys ti:ijj.\(; s/onncs. ;iw ! psliiiw! saiil :i rmk littli- tliiiii;,Ot my rliills and my niiakis I couM siii;All till- (lay ; luil I will know the ivasonThat wo all aiv f^o colil out ot season. T is iHcause of a had circulatio
The Bodleys telling stories . You describe my own feelings, my brother,Then said one ; but I have still anotherThat will fill me at times with I may struggle to seem always calm. Now just give me. my friends, your advice:In the pit of my stomach lies ice. Which the bright summer sun cannot melt ;Why, sometimes, brother toad, I have felt- 126 Tin: i:nDL7:ys ti:ijj.\(; s/onncs. ;iw ! psliiiw! saiil :i rmk littli- tliiiii;,Ot my rliills and my niiakis I couM siii;All till- (lay ; luil I will know the ivasonThat wo all aiv f^o colil out ot season. T is iHcause of a had circulation ;And I say it without ostentation,Hut 1 think that we all should he wi-cIf we gave ourselves more exercise. It would stir up the hlood, till its flow-Gave our i)alc checks a healthier glow;
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