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1    1|    The head monkey at Paris puts on a traveller's cap, and
2    1|  and in a skin bag which he puts over his head and shoulders,
3    1|  that breaks down. But this puts an infinitely worse face
4   13|   any bird; as when a beast puts his muzzle to the ground
5   17|     to say, Forward! Nature puts no question and answers
6   18| down to its root, and still puts forth its green blade to
7   19|    to dawn. The light which puts out our eyes is darkness