Louisa May Alcott (Луиза Мэй Олкотт)

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"Don't drive me away,
But hear what I say:
Bad men want the gold;
They will steal it to-night,
And you must take flight;
So be quiet and busy and bold."

"Slip away with me,
And you will see
What a wise little thing am I;
For the road I show
No man can know,
Since it's up in the pathless sky."

1. Beds to the Front of Them
2. Our Little Ghost
3. He That Is Down Need Fear No Fall
4. In the Garret
5. Hello! Hello!

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