Story of a Life: In that dawnHarvill P., 1965 |
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Page 83
... night , a spring would hit me in the side with a vengeful ping . I liked working at the office , rather than in my sleepy , musty lodgings where a tap dripped in the bathroom and the landlady was always shuffling past my door in bedroom ...
... night , a spring would hit me in the side with a vengeful ping . I liked working at the office , rather than in my sleepy , musty lodgings where a tap dripped in the bathroom and the landlady was always shuffling past my door in bedroom ...
Page 101
... night - haze of the fields . Low over the rustling corn , summer lightning flashed , quivered with a pink flame , and went out . We sat by the roadside , on the trunk of an old elm blown down by some long - past storm . Such wind ...
... night - haze of the fields . Low over the rustling corn , summer lightning flashed , quivered with a pink flame , and went out . We sat by the roadside , on the trunk of an old elm blown down by some long - past storm . Such wind ...
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... night . The sea murmured endlessly . The sound of the long breakers rose and fell . So did the wind in the bare branches . It became silent - as I was , listening to the flow of night . But it was still there : I could tell from the ...
... night . The sea murmured endlessly . The sound of the long breakers rose and fell . So did the wind in the bare branches . It became silent - as I was , listening to the flow of night . But it was still there : I could tell from the ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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