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 1    1|            consisted of a bed, a table, a desk, three chairs, a
 2    4|         kept Homer's Iliad on my table through the summer, though
 3    5|        pack, and my three-legged table, from which I did not remove
 4    5| life-everlasting grows under the table, and blackberry vines run
 5    6|       ring, and dropped it on my table. I could always tell if
 6    7|        fire and his belly to the table, by George!" Yet I never,
 7    9|         with the few books on my table, or the curious, by opening
 8   12|        both sit down at the same table. Yet perhaps this may be
 9   12|       carry less religion to the table, ask no blessing; not because
10   19|        give me truth. I sat at a table where were rich food and
11   19|        of the dry leaf of an old table of apple-tree wood, which