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Showing posts with label The Short Story Of Malcolm Lamb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Short Story Of Malcolm Lamb. Show all posts

Saturday, October 11, 2008

The Short Story of Malcolm Lamb, Instalment the Third

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The Short Story of Malcolm Lamb, Instalment the Second

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The Short Story of Malcolm Lamb, First Instalment

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Quick answered Lilia 'There are thousands now Such women, but convention beats them down: It is but bringing up; no more than that: You men have done it: how I hate you all! Ah, were I something great! I wish I were Some might poetess, I would shame you then, That love to keep us children! O I wish That I were some great princess, I would build Far off from men a college like a man's, And I would teach them all that men are taught; We are twice as quick!' And here she shook aside The hand that played the patron with her curls.
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