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| | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Tales of a Wayside Inn (Elizabeth) |
 | | E'en as she spake they heard the musical jangle of sleigh-bells, First far off, with a dreamy sound and faint in the distance, Then growing nearer and louder, and turning into the farmyard, Till it stopped at the door, with sudden creaking of runners. |
 | | Only Hannah the housemaid was busy in clearing the table, Coming and going, and hustling about in closet and chamber. |
 | | And Elizabeth said, with a smile of compassion, "The maiden Hath a light heart in her breast, but her feet are heavy and awkward." Inwardly Joseph laughed, but governed his tongue, and was silent. |
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