No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 70
... glen a good half- mile from the sea's edge . The road wound slowly upwards , the steeps of Scurr Dubh on the right and Ben Buie jutting angrily into the heavens on the left . Great trees grew round the Manse , planted at some earlier ...
... glen a good half- mile from the sea's edge . The road wound slowly upwards , the steeps of Scurr Dubh on the right and Ben Buie jutting angrily into the heavens on the left . Great trees grew round the Manse , planted at some earlier ...
Pagina 138
... glen , shut off from the world in the winter by darkness and snow , leaves the inhabitants nothing but imagination . Imagination can never satisfy the whole of a man's mind , it only takes away his grip on reality . He cannot understand ...
... glen , shut off from the world in the winter by darkness and snow , leaves the inhabitants nothing but imagination . Imagination can never satisfy the whole of a man's mind , it only takes away his grip on reality . He cannot understand ...
Pagina 187
... glen bringing money and health to the people . It should be the beginning of a new era - also he would see the Houses of Parlia- ment standing above the Thames as he had seen them so often in pictures ; one of his long- cherished dreams ...
... glen bringing money and health to the people . It should be the beginning of a new era - also he would see the Houses of Parlia- ment standing above the Thames as he had seen them so often in pictures ; one of his long- cherished dreams ...
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