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And there arose out of his throat a strangely robust voice which seemed to have nothing to do with the elfin figure whose stiffened fingers touched the strings . a O cursed pair of breeches Which rustle like taca - taca , Who now is ...
And there arose out of his throat a strangely robust voice which seemed to have nothing to do with the elfin figure whose stiffened fingers touched the strings . a O cursed pair of breeches Which rustle like taca - taca , Who now is ...
Page 104
The snow on the ground and the snow in the sky mingled into a unity that seemed spiritless . Our Command Post was an adapted tank , which seemed to contract with cold . At first we would snatch our fingers away when they touched the ...
The snow on the ground and the snow in the sky mingled into a unity that seemed spiritless . Our Command Post was an adapted tank , which seemed to contract with cold . At first we would snatch our fingers away when they touched the ...
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Exposed , and so vulnerable , her neck seemed offered on a block between uncle and aunt . But the axe did not fall . They carried her upstairs between them , and Ruth was just aware of floating on her bed whilst her clothes were tugged ...
Exposed , and so vulnerable , her neck seemed offered on a block between uncle and aunt . But the axe did not fall . They carried her upstairs between them , and Ruth was just aware of floating on her bed whilst her clothes were tugged ...
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Contents
POEMS translated by Graeme Wilson | 28 |
PRISONER by Elizabeth Jennings | 53 |
JOHN MURRAY 50 ALBEMARLE STREET LONDON WIX | 75 |
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