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1    1|      not the light in which I hoed them. The stars are the
2    5|     books the first summer; I hoed beans. Nay, I often did
3    8| planted, were impatient to be hoed, for the earliest had grown
4    8|    was no longer beans that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans;
5    8|       that I hoed, nor I that hoed beans; and I remembered
6    8|      not hoe them all once, I hoed them unusualy well as far