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How strange , I was thinking , that the only way man can leave his mark here is by absolute and utter violence , by a tearing asunder of the ground that remains so indifferent to him . And yet , this Cornishman , whom I could imagine ...
How strange , I was thinking , that the only way man can leave his mark here is by absolute and utter violence , by a tearing asunder of the ground that remains so indifferent to him . And yet , this Cornishman , whom I could imagine ...
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It was a cruel dilemma for both of them ; and there is not the slightest doubt that at this period the physical and spiritual side of Lawrence's nature became involved in a dichotomy which was to leave him scarred for the rest of his ...
It was a cruel dilemma for both of them ; and there is not the slightest doubt that at this period the physical and spiritual side of Lawrence's nature became involved in a dichotomy which was to leave him scarred for the rest of his ...
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All his movements had , by this time , become purely mechanical , leaving him free to concentrate all his attention ... able to refer to this at the farewell luncheon party which was given in his honour on the day he was due to leave .
All his movements had , by this time , become purely mechanical , leaving him free to concentrate all his attention ... able to refer to this at the farewell luncheon party which was given in his honour on the day he was due to leave .
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The Science of Life | 184 |
Need a Friend By Elizabeth Berridge | 281 |
Sullivan | 307 |
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