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The train thundered into the tunnel and it was quiet again before we let go and looked at each other . Then we held each other again . Finally we came up the steps , holding hands , and I opened the door of the Taunus and she got in and ...
The train thundered into the tunnel and it was quiet again before we let go and looked at each other . Then we held each other again . Finally we came up the steps , holding hands , and I opened the door of the Taunus and she got in and ...
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I looked back at the strange , frosted pile . How many suffocated slaves haunted it , how many years chipping at the rock's darkness , was futile to guess . The modern excavator had brushed it aside like a heap of fishbones .
I looked back at the strange , frosted pile . How many suffocated slaves haunted it , how many years chipping at the rock's darkness , was futile to guess . The modern excavator had brushed it aside like a heap of fishbones .
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She was very striking and exactly what her mother would have looked like at her age . Charles Marlowe was something in the City and looked rich . The surprise was Lord Caernffrith who was short , undistinguished in appearance ...
She was very striking and exactly what her mother would have looked like at her age . Charles Marlowe was something in the City and looked rich . The surprise was Lord Caernffrith who was short , undistinguished in appearance ...
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POEMS translated by Graeme Wilson | 28 |
PRISONER by Elizabeth Jennings | 53 |
JOHN MURRAY 50 ALBEMARLE STREET LONDON WIX | 75 |
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