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I require no sculpture , because my imagination has become so moulding that , having about me such models as the Tuscan peasantry , I can visualise them as statues in movement . ” * * * > a So it was that B. B.'s long pilgrimage came to ...
I require no sculpture , because my imagination has become so moulding that , having about me such models as the Tuscan peasantry , I can visualise them as statues in movement . ” * * * > a So it was that B. B.'s long pilgrimage came to ...
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... and dark eyes ; shy , questioning , a little resentful of strangers , she disappeared . ' Poor Jessie had recently been taken away from school to become the family drudge , and was in a state of high rebellion against her lot .
... and dark eyes ; shy , questioning , a little resentful of strangers , she disappeared . ' Poor Jessie had recently been taken away from school to become the family drudge , and was in a state of high rebellion against her lot .
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a Federico di Montefeltro than Piero della Francesca's , Strachey's Queen Victoria will probably become for most people the only Queen Victoria ; it is Boswell's Johnson whom we call Dr. Johnson . It is of course possible to wonder ...
a Federico di Montefeltro than Piero della Francesca's , Strachey's Queen Victoria will probably become for most people the only Queen Victoria ; it is Boswell's Johnson whom we call Dr. Johnson . It is of course possible to wonder ...
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Need a Friend By Elizabeth Berridge | 281 |
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