Sublime

oh my gods what an annotation

Lydgate thought that after all his wild mistakes and absurd credulity, he had found perfect womanhood – felt as if already breathed upon by exquisite wedded affection such as would be bestowed by an accomplished creature who venerated his high musings and momentous labours and would never interfere with them; who would create order in the home and

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She had that rare sense which discerns what is unalterable, and submits to it without murmuring. Adoring her husband’s virtues, she had very early made up her mind to his incapacity of minding his own interests, and had met the consequences cheerfully. She had been magnanimous enough to renounce all pride in teapots or children’s frilling, and had

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Sir Godwin’s rudeness towards her and utter want of feeling ranged him with Dover and all other creditors – disagreeable people who only thought of themselves, and did not mind how annoying they were to her. Even her father was unkind, and might have done more for them. In fact there was but one person in Rosamond’s world whom she did not regard as

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He decided that she should write stories and books and in 1925, as an encouragement, he took one of her plays for children, The Knave of Hearts, and had Scribners publish it in a large-format volume with lavish illustrations by Maxfield Parrish, a friend of the Perkinses who lived across the Connecticut River from Windsor. Parrish collectors consid

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