Alice is about to pick daisies when a white rabbit approaches her, but this rabbit is not like any other rabbit she has seen. Her curious nature forces her to follow the rabbit for a wonderful adventure.
Cash, Johnny ; Country music ; Country musicians
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Nouveau-Brunswick. Executive Council ; New Brunswick. Executive Council ; Finance, Public ; Finances publiques ; Film/Fiche is presented as originally captured.
Excerpt: When good King Arthur was reigning in England, there lived in the Duchy of Cornwall a countryman who had an only son called Jack.
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Excerpt: Now Pufty was a fat little chicken that looked so much like a ball of cotton that half the time Old Mother Hen couldn't tell whether it was Pufty out in the grass or only an old piece of white cloth blowing about in the wind...
Excerpt: This famous humorous nursery rhyme Peter piper's pracal principle of plain and perfect pronunciation is based on a copy in the British museum about 100 years old.
Mississippi River -- Description and travel; - Autobiography. - [v.1.] The adventures of Tom Sawyer. -[v.2.] The innocents abroad. - [v.3.] Pudd'nhead Wilson. - [v.4.] The American claimant. - [v.5.] Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court. -[v.6.] Roughing it. - [v.7.] Life on the Mississippi. - [v.8.] The mysterious stranger. -[v.9.] The adventures of Huckleberry Finn. - [v.10.] The gilded age. - [v.11.] A tramp abroad. -[v.12.] What is man? - [v.13.] Following the e...
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Excerpt: One time more, my love, the net of light extinguishes One time more, my love, the net of light extinguishes work, wheels, flames, boredoms and farewells, and we surrender the swaying wheat to night, the wheat that noon stole from earth and light. The moon alone in the midst of its clear page sustains the pillars of Heaven?s Bay, the room acquires the slowness of gold, and your hands go here and there preparing night. O love, O night. O cupola ringed by a river o...