Story of a Life: In that dawnHarvill P., 1965 |
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Page 39
... write his artless novellas . ' But don't you understand ? ' he replied in a guilty voice . ' I am a Russian and I love Russia so that it breaks my heart . It's just that I don't recognise her now . Sometimes I wonder if I really am in ...
... write his artless novellas . ' But don't you understand ? ' he replied in a guilty voice . ' I am a Russian and I love Russia so that it breaks my heart . It's just that I don't recognise her now . Sometimes I wonder if I really am in ...
Page 92
... writing about myself as a very young man . I don't know if I'll have time to finish . If I were ten years younger , I might write another and perhaps more interesting story of my life — not of my life as it was but as it could and ...
... writing about myself as a very young man . I don't know if I'll have time to finish . If I were ten years younger , I might write another and perhaps more interesting story of my life — not of my life as it was but as it could and ...
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... writer ; emigrated in 1917. Maximilian Voloshin ( 1878-1932 ) : poet , translator , painter . Ignatiy Potapenko ( 1856-1929 ) : short - story writer . 19 Mikhail Prishvin ( 1873-1954 ) : prominent Soviet novelist and short - story writer ...
... writer ; emigrated in 1917. Maximilian Voloshin ( 1878-1932 ) : poet , translator , painter . Ignatiy Potapenko ( 1856-1929 ) : short - story writer . 19 Mikhail Prishvin ( 1873-1954 ) : prominent Soviet novelist and short - story writer ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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