a time-worn dream. For that which once we had, is not, and never shall be. They rooted up the trees that ...
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(“Not marble nor the gilded monuments“), Sonnet 130 (“My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun”) Sir ...
maximization, optimum utilization of resources, long-run versus short-run advantage, and whether or not ...
not as catas trophic as the enforced departure of the cream of the football team, which was shipped ...
eye. Not love nor hate Were in her narratives, but in them deep A vibrant consciousness of those who ...
a redskin blasted off a horse in one of Mr. Ford's pictures, like as not it's me. One-Take ...
red. She shivered as she looked about her. There was no sign of Nolan. He had not touched her except ...
a redskin blasted off a horse in one of Mr. Ford's pictures, like as not it's me. One-Take ...
Speculative Philosophy”: ... How to live with end time stamped on the back of your hands? Good Book’s not ...
the privilege of knowing what happened in her world and Bill's. I was not yet a mother, but ...
