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May 29.--William finished his poem on going for Mary. I wrote it out. A sweet day. We nailed up the honeysuckle and hoed the scarlet beans.
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I wrote out the poem on our departure, which he seemed to have finished;
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William has been altering the poem to Mary this morning.
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is in much the same condition now, as it was in 1802. The
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and the
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still exist, and
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is
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in spring. The