When the cibolero returned to the plain, he was received with a fresh burst of vivas, and kerchiefs were waved to greet him.
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O sleepless heart and sombre soul unsleeping, That were athirst for sleep and no more life And no more love, for peace and no more strife!
Fire gutted the building.
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