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The Child did not very well know what to think of all this; he went thoughtfully home and laid himself on his little bed, and all night long he was wandering about on the ocean, and among the stars, and over the dark mountain. But the moon loved to look on the slumbering Child as he lay with his little head softly pillowed on his right arm. She lingered a long time before his little window, and went slowly away to

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