The Western Humanities Review, Volume 69,Edizione 1Utah Humanities Research Foundation, 2015 |
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Pagina 18
... smell the breath of an Englishman . Let him be alive or let him be dead , I'll grind his bones to make my bread . Wife , cries the giant , there is a boy in the house . Let me have him for breakfast . The ogre smells the boy , Jack ...
... smell the breath of an Englishman . Let him be alive or let him be dead , I'll grind his bones to make my bread . Wife , cries the giant , there is a boy in the house . Let me have him for breakfast . The ogre smells the boy , Jack ...
Pagina 22
... smell is the smell of blood . To pillage the world of all its names , to find the edge of time , and then , coin by coin , to count back to himself - this is the ogre's dream . Standing at the end of time is the promise of his history ...
... smell is the smell of blood . To pillage the world of all its names , to find the edge of time , and then , coin by coin , to count back to himself - this is the ogre's dream . Standing at the end of time is the promise of his history ...
Pagina 139
... smell , or even just remember , the smell of all that dry dirt in the desert getting damp ? I know precisely what she means . The feeling is dear to me , that post- rainstorm release of life , a bloom after years of zilch , hope as a ...
... smell , or even just remember , the smell of all that dry dirt in the desert getting damp ? I know precisely what she means . The feeling is dear to me , that post- rainstorm release of life , a bloom after years of zilch , hope as a ...
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John Tranter | 54 |
Joseph Mosconi | 60 |
Rachel Blau DuPlessis | 69 |
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