Poems_of_anger_sadness_by_austen_ala_h.g.wells_2016-05-14 20-17-02.txt

bennet  unlucky  
 the amusement was ground  
 clear this occurred   
 
 do he my brother  
 miserable churchill than mr 
 such a friend s halfhour  
 
very assisted  
 very obliging  
 my dear grew regret  
 
woody creature  
 cried looked with you  
  four colonel grey  
 
no true like it  
  mr weston  so very strange  
 said jane fairfax