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A second one was struck against the wall (paragraph)
A second one was struck against the wall; it gave light, and where it shone against the wall, it went as transparent as a veil, she could see into the room.
On the table there was a white tablecloth; on it, stood splendid porcelain crockery, and a steaming roast goose, stuffed with apples and dried plums.
And what was more beautiful to see; the goose jumped off the plate, waddled across the floor, with a knife and fork in its breast, and came towards the little girl.
Then the match went out, and there remained nothing but the thick, damp, cold wall.
She lit another match.
There she sat, under the beautiful Christmas tree; this one was larger and even more beautiful than the one which she had seen through the glass door at the rich merchant’s.
Thousands of lights were burning upon the green branches and coloured pictures, like those she had seen in the show-windows, looking down upon her.
The little one stretched both of her hands towards it: and then, the match went out.
The Christmas lights shone higher and higher: she now saw them like stars in the sky; one of them fell down and formed a bright streak of fire.
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All of my brothers and sisters were born in Boston. I was born in Chicago.
All of my brothers and sisters were born in Boston.
I was born in Chicago.
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All that time (song)
all that time I write in chalk
I clean the board, I am, I become
a liar that is right, that’s true
the slate is clean but falling apart
all that time I write in chalk
I clean the board, I am, I become
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and, see, she has a red patch on her leg; that is something very beautiful and the greatest honour that a duck can receive; it means that they do not want to lose her and that she must be recognized by animals and people.
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