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FANNY It was a still Sunday afternoon with a November mist clinging like a cold breath to London, daylight still but the lights showing little starry points in the streets below when Fanny and his ol
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FANNY It was a still Sunday afternoon with a November mist clinging like a cold breath to London, daylight still but the lights showing little starry points in the streets below when Fanny and his ol
SUNSET The Immortals, the lesser gods, watch their prey at leisure and, one would say, with ironic amusement. The ange…
PARTING There is a most absolute and splendid justice in the remorseless sequence of cause and effect, and those who p…
DESCENT That journey home, in spite of all the splendours which his own and Emma’s renown and the Queen’s company occa…
CIRCE There comes a moment in the fully unfolded maturity of beauty when any change must be for the worse. There is a …
THE MERIDIAN It appeared to Nelson in the anxious days coming on that Heaven itself had sent him the destined helper i…
THE GARDEN OF ARMIDA In those days every interest of Naples centred on the sea and the news it might bring. The French…
THE NILE As Admiral Sir Horatio Nelson sailed for Syracuse, many thoughts kept him company in striding up and down his…
DIPLOMACY A troublous year, but it brought a new part to Emma. Nelson had carried back to Lord Hood an account of the …
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