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 1    1|        in frosty mornings in my path with portions of their bodies
 2    1|        drove along the woodland path. I was informed treacherously
 3    1|      must be aside from my main path, and for the most part wholly
 4    5|        adorned the sides of the path with its delicate flowers
 5    5|       of invisible bolts. Every path but your own is the path
 6    5|        path but your own is the path of fate. Keep on your own
 7    5|         for fuel. Instead of no path to the front-yard gate in
 8    5|          no front-yard - and no path to the civilized world. ~
 9    9|     between the trees above the path in order to learn my route,
10    9|    night, when my feet felt the path which my eyes could not
11   10|      shore, a narrow shelf-like path in the steep hillside, alternately
12   12|    woodchuck stealing across my path, and felt a strange thrill
13   13|    track, and I cannot find the path again. What was it that
14   15|          abetted me in making a path through the deepest snow
15   15|       In the deepest snows, the path which I used from the highway
16   16| sometimes met with hounds in my path prowling about the woods,
17   18|      horse in the hollow by the path to my house, which compelled
18   19|      week before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side;
19   19|     that is; to travel the only path I can, and that on which