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Adventures in Wizard-Land |
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"All these poor Creatures were Children" |
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He took Two Jewelled Circlets out of a Satchel |
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" I am the Bird-Fairy," she said . |
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They met many a Quaint Creature |
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The Wizard, with a Groan of Pain, had leapt back |
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Lying full length on the Ground next to his shattered Invention |
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He mounted it very carefully |
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Smiled as she waved Good-bye |
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"I suppose you know you're trespassing?" |
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She was soaring like a Bird right out into the Night |
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A Tiny Figure, no bigger than Monica's Doll |
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Rows upon Rows of the beautifullest Roses |
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The Man lifted his Arm so that his Face was once more hidden in gloom |
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