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 1    1|       some tall, arrowy white pines, still in their youth, for
 2    1|      field in the woods where pines and hickories were springing
 3    1|   acres, mostly growing up to pines and hickories, and was sold
 4    3|      decide what fine oaks or pines should be left to stand
 5    5|       in a revery, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs,
 6    5|    and ink, standing amid the pines and hickories. They seemed
 7    5|       a young forest of pitch pines and hickories, and half
 8    5|     your cellar; sturdy pitch pines rubbing and creaking against
 9    8|     over that very water. The pines still stand here older than
10    9| instead of the wind among the pines I heard the carts rattle.
11    9|    hands, passing between two pines for instance, not more than
12   10|   since the last rise - pitch pines, birches, alders, aspens,
13   10|       my house a row of pitch pines, fifteen feet high, has
14   11|  echoes haunt, and their life pines because it breathes its
15   13|  hollows, full of young pitch pines, into a larger wood about
16   13|       bough of the soft white pines over my head; or the red
17   15|       my own remembrance, the pines would scrape both sides
18   15|      traveller by a fringe of pines. It is now filled with the
19   15|     since killed out by pitch pines, excepting a few stumps,
20   15|    old acquaintance among the pines; when the ice and snow causing
21   15|   their tops, had changed the pines into fir trees; wading to
22   15|       and flapped through the pines, spreading his wings to
23   16|       by oak woods and solemn pines bent down with snow or bristling
24   16|    There were scores of pitch pines around my house, from one
25   17|       earth dotted with young pines, and the very slope of the
26   17|   They are not green like the pines, nor gray like the stones,
27   18| Turdus migratorius. The pitch pines and shrub oaks about my