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... kim ... mowgli ... baloo ... mrs hauksbee ... gunga din ... stalky ... rikki-tikki-tavi ... the elephant's child ... the cat that walked by himself ...



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...It was a perfect white night, as they call it... The mosses curled deep and warm over his feet, the young grass had no cutting edge, and all the voices of the Jungle boomed like one deep harp-string touched by the moon - the Moon of New Talk, who splashed her light full on rock and pool, slipped it between trunk and creeper, and sifted it through a million leaves...



Source of the quote

Poem of the Week ("Mandalay")

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