Walden; Where I Lived
I do not propose to write an ode to dejection, but to brag as lustily as chanticleer in the morning, standing on his roost, if o
I do not propose to write an ode to dejection, but to brag as lustily as chanticleer in the morning, standing on his roost, if only to wake his neighbours up.
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