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Digital Library @ Villanova University
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New York Weekly
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v. 52 no. 19
— page 5 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Sketch |
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New York Weekly, v. LII, no. 19, February 27, 1897 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Morris, Madge
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| Date: |
February 27, 1897 |
| First Sentence: |
"Come nearer, my little pet dove, and lay thy head on my breast-so. |
| Last Sentence: |
Then she rose to her feet, and leaving Laurella lying cold and stark beneath the pitiless rays of the moon, she threw on her white robe and quietly left the courtyard. |
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