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1      I,  VIII|           perfumed the air with a sweet thymy odour. Sergeant Felton
2      I,  XII |          lagoon, or large pond of sweet water, than a lake.~The
3      I,  XII |         to the sea, was perfectly sweet; but had it not been so,
4      I,  XIX |           young native girl had a sweet voice, and sometimes sang
5      I,  XIX |       filled,~Aches drearily !~My sweet child at my songs is smiling
6      I,  XXII|          its waters have remained sweet?”~Hobson started and looked
7      I,  XXII| groundless. Its waters were still sweet.~Early in May the snow had
8     II,  V   |         came from ice it would be sweet, as you explained to me
9     II,  XIV |           thin partition with her sweet eyes. The bear seemed to