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 1    1|         well as horse, having an instinct for it. Who does not remember
 2    3| faculties concentrated in it. My instinct tells me that my head is
 3   12|       myself, and still find, an instinct toward a higher, or, as
 4   12|         of my fellows, a certain instinct for it, which revives from
 5   12|     There is unquestionably this instinct in me which belongs to the
 6   12|         of experience, but is an instinct. It appeared more beautiful
 7   13|    village bound yielding to the instinct of the chase? or the lost
 8   13|        to their mother and their instinct, was to squat there without
 9   13|    trembling. So perfect is this instinct, that once, when I had laid
10   14|        goes a step or two beyond instinct, and saves a little time
11   16|       yelp, unable to resist the instinct of the chase, and the note
12   18|         perhaps, like a new-born instinct, and for a short hour the