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I followed it with my eyes , down , down , right down to the valley , back to sweet life , to the lights in the village , down to the Carabinieri drinking their Chianti and eating their pasta . Down anywhere from this lofty hell .
I followed it with my eyes , down , down , right down to the valley , back to sweet life , to the lights in the village , down to the Carabinieri drinking their Chianti and eating their pasta . Down anywhere from this lofty hell .
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He went with Lionel , or he followed Lionel and spoke to those Lionel had just spoken to , or he merely watched ; and by the end of the day he was able to say to Miss Posen , “ The boy is shaping well . Soon Lionel will really be ...
He went with Lionel , or he followed Lionel and spoke to those Lionel had just spoken to , or he merely watched ; and by the end of the day he was able to say to Miss Posen , “ The boy is shaping well . Soon Lionel will really be ...
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It may well have been this book of beautiful reminiscence , as much as Seven Gothic Tales , which preceded it , and Winter's Tales , which followed it , which moved Hemingway to say , when he received the Nobel Prize for Literature ...
It may well have been this book of beautiful reminiscence , as much as Seven Gothic Tales , which preceded it , and Winter's Tales , which followed it , which moved Hemingway to say , when he received the Nobel Prize for Literature ...
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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