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Page 98
... young lady , arrayed in the faded magnifi- cence of silk , satin , and brocade , and with a visage as faded as her dress . Above half a century ago , Dr. Heidegger had been on the point of marriage with this young lady ; but , being ...
... young lady , arrayed in the faded magnifi- cence of silk , satin , and brocade , and with a visage as faded as her dress . Above half a century ago , Dr. Heidegger had been on the point of marriage with this young lady ; but , being ...
Page 103
... young ! We are young ! " they cried exultingly . Youth , like the extremity of age , had effaced the strongly - marked characteristics of middle life , and mutually assimilated them all . They were a group of merry youngsters , almost ...
... young ! We are young ! " they cried exultingly . Youth , like the extremity of age , had effaced the strongly - marked characteristics of middle life , and mutually assimilated them all . They were a group of merry youngsters , almost ...
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Van Wyck Brooks. older brothers and sisters they died young . Bartholomew , the future Adelantado of the Indies , was at least a year or two younger than Christopher . There was a brother named Giovanni Pellegrino who died when a young ...
Van Wyck Brooks. older brothers and sisters they died young . Bartholomew , the future Adelantado of the Indies , was at least a year or two younger than Christopher . There was a brother named Giovanni Pellegrino who died when a young ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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