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| 11 | 136 | "There were four other poems View more quotes about sold">sold! I shall never be able to recover those poems! They are gone, gone!" He put his head again in his hands, sobbing. |
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| 11 | 133 | "You do not understand". |
| 11 | 134 | "We are now short a tarsk?" I said. |
| 11 | 135 | "No!" cried Hurtha. |
| 11 | 136 | "There were four other poems sold! I shall never be able to recover those poems! They are gone, gone!" He put his head again in his hands, sobbing. |
| 11 | 137 | "I shall never be able to find all those fellows again. |
| 11 | 138 | Scarcely had I sold them the poems than they all hastened away, covetous, lucky, greedy fellows, lest I change my mind. |
| 11 | 139 | Now I shall never be able to find them again and appeal earnestly, fervently, to their better selves, and higher natures, to take back their filthy money. |