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“A fathom deep in sleep I lie With old desires, restrained before, To clamor lifeward with a cry, As dark flies out the greying door; And so in quest of creeds to share I see
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“A fathom deep in sleep I lie With old desires, restrained before, To clamor lifeward with a cry, As dark flies out the greying door; And so in quest of creeds to share I see
Atlantic City. Amory paced the board walk at day’s end, lulled by the everlasting surge of changing waves, smelling the…
For years afterward when Amory thought of Eleanor he seemed still to hear the wind sobbing around him and sending littl…
The Knickerbocker Bar, beamed upon by Maxfield Parrish’s jovial, colorful “Old King Cole,” was well crowded. Amory stop…
The time is February. The place is a large, dainty bedroom in the Connage house on Sixty-eighth Street, New York. A gir…
During Princeton’s transition period, that is, during Amory’s last two years there, while he saw it change and broaden …
“Ouch! Let me go!” He dropped his arms to his sides. “What’s the matter?” “Your shirt stud—it hurt me—look!” She was…
At first Amory noticed only the wealth of sunshine creeping across the long, green swards, dancing on the leaded window…
Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while. His …
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