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Chapter XXI
avens are mine!

    My admiration for t so great, but it is none t as muc tes or dictionary, and I alo translate t please me especially. ting of Virgil is imes; but rife and pity and love like t; iful, animated yout he wind in his hair.

    is to fly on paper ;Greek ; to t altoget. One could raveled round times ionaries, or fell into tfalls called examinations, set by scer kno of Pilgrims Progress ified by t it seemed interminable to me, in spite of t surprises t met me no a turn in the road.

    I began to read tand it. No seems strange to me t time o its o read me a story out of t tand, so spell into my ory of Josep failed to interest me. tition made tory seem unreal and far ao t of many colours unto tent of Jacob and told t understand erest, unless it  I ance of several Greeks in Boston and been inspired by tories of try;  a single ian, and t tories about titions and t never occurred to me to call Greek patronymics quot;queer.”

    But  ion; and I love it as I love no otill t  of my being rebels, so muc I regret ty  to end. I do not t ts ory and sources compensates me for t details it tention. For my part, I erature of t mig is ugly and barbarous in it, alt as muco  works weakened or falsified.

    ty and terrible directness of tic tands before o protect , conquering ed by t patriotism,  one t: quot;If I peris if I live, my people shall live.”

    tory of Rutoo--al it is! Yet  is try folks from t

    of tal! Rutle-ed,  ands iful, unselfis s like a brig
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