Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Had death just robbed me of one that was clear to me? No; the only ones I had ever loved. My father and mother, had died years ago. /vere my ravings those peculiar to an unhappy lover? No; my eyes had not yet looked with passion into a woman’ s eyes – and now would never do so. Neither Death nor Love made my lot seem the most miserable in the world. I was young, rich, free as the wind to follow my own devices. I could leave England to-morrow and visit the most beautiful places on the earth: those places I had longed and determined to see. Now, I knew I should never see them, and I groaned in anguish at the thought.
المزيد من الكتب الإلكترونية من نفس المؤلف (المؤلفين) / محرر
31٬022 كتب إلكترونية في هذه الفئة
