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IRISH FAIRY STORIES
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The thumping of his big boots grew as continuous as the pattering of hailstones on a roof, and the wind of his passage blew trees down |
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"This one is fat," said Guillen, and she rolled a bulky Fenian along like a wheel |
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They stood outside, filled with savagery and terror |
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The waves of all the worlds seemed to whirl past them in one huge green cataract |
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They offered a cow for each leg of her cow, but she would not accept that offer unless Fiachna went bail for the payment |
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The Hag of the Mill was a bony, thin pole of a hag with odd feet |
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