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[No Book Data for this Book Number] if there were dreams to sell, what would you buy? some cost a passing bell, some a light sigh, that shakes from life’s fresh crown only a rose-leaf down. if there were dreams to sell, merry and sad to tell, and the crier rung the bell, what would you buy? a cottage lone and still, with bowers nigh, shadowy, my woes...

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