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... Ennerdale . It was a July evening ; and he sate Upon the long stone seat beneath the eaves Of his old cottage , -as it chanced , that day , Employ'd in winter's work . Upon the stone His wife sat near him , teasing matted wool , While ...
... Ennerdale . It was a July evening ; and he sate Upon the long stone seat beneath the eaves Of his old cottage , -as it chanced , that day , Employ'd in winter's work . Upon the stone His wife sat near him , teasing matted wool , While ...
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... Ennerdale : His pace was never that of an old man : I almost see him tripping down the path With his two grandsons after him : -but you , Unless our landlord be your host to - night , Have far to travel , -and on these rough paths Even ...
... Ennerdale : His pace was never that of an old man : I almost see him tripping down the path With his two grandsons after him : -but you , Unless our landlord be your host to - night , Have far to travel , -and on these rough paths Even ...
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... Ennerdale , Wastdale , and Borrowdale . The Leeza is a river which flows into the Lake of Ennerdale : on issuing from the lake , it changes its name , and is called the End , Eyne , or Enna . It falls into the sea a little below ...
... Ennerdale , Wastdale , and Borrowdale . The Leeza is a river which flows into the Lake of Ennerdale : on issuing from the lake , it changes its name , and is called the End , Eyne , or Enna . It falls into the sea a little below ...
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