To Marguerite: Continued, by Matthew Arnold
> Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands »
The French Lieutenant's Woman, by John Fowles
> What are we faced with in the nineteenth century? An age where woman was sacred; and where you could buy a thirteen-year-old girl for »
Aubrey Beardsley's Illustrations for Oscar Wilde's Salome
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Mansfield Park, by Jane Austen
> The loveliness of the day, and of the view, he felt like herself. They often stopt with the same sentiment and taste, leaning against the »
Maud, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
> We are puppets, Man in his pride, and Beauty fair in her flower; Do we move ourselves, or are we moved by an unseen hand »