PAPER POETRY V

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"Alas, wife, what are you saying?"

"Husband," said she. "If I can't order the moon and sun to rise, and have to look on and see the sun and moon rising, I can't bear it. I shall not know what it is to have another happy hour, unless I can make them rise myself."

Brothers Grimm, Grimm's Fairy Tales, 1812


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