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And on they went thru
With feeble tone
Is gathering on my brow
But Charlotte said
How fast said Charles the
And thus five other dreary miles
He cracked his whip and
He cracked his whip
I am exceedingly
cold
With a trembling voice
Young Charlotte cried
Z'My lines I scarce can hold
Such night as this I never saw
Few frozen words
and Charles with these few
Charle with these few
5 cold long miles they passed
With muffled faces silently
The silence broke at last
Much faster than before
In silence were passed over
the shivering ice is
I am growing warmer now
