Author: Bernard Quaritch (Firm)
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Languages : en
Pages : 1360
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Collection of ... Catalogues in ... Vols
Author: Bernard Quaritch (Firm)
Publisher:
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Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 1360
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Publisher:
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Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 1360
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General Catalogue of Printed Books
Author: British Museum. Dept. of Printed Books
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Category : English imprints
Languages : en
Pages : 432
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Publisher:
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Category : English imprints
Languages : en
Pages : 432
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General Catalogue of Printed Books
Author: British Museum. Department of Printed Books
Publisher:
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Category : English imprints
Languages : en
Pages : 432
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Publisher:
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Category : English imprints
Languages : en
Pages : 432
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Whitaker's Cumulative Book List
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Category : Bibliography
Languages : en
Pages : 336
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Category : Bibliography
Languages : en
Pages : 336
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Leaves of Grass
Author: Walt Whitman
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Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 520
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Languages : en
Pages : 520
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The Waves
Author: Virginia Woolf
Publisher: Independently Published
ISBN: 9781090322920
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 398
Book Description
One of Woolf's most experimental novels, The Waves presents six characters in monologue - from morning until night, from childhood into old age - against a background of the sea. The result is a glorious chorus of voices that exists not to remark on the passing of events but to celebrate the connection between its various individual parts.
Publisher: Independently Published
ISBN: 9781090322920
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 398
Book Description
One of Woolf's most experimental novels, The Waves presents six characters in monologue - from morning until night, from childhood into old age - against a background of the sea. The result is a glorious chorus of voices that exists not to remark on the passing of events but to celebrate the connection between its various individual parts.
My Early Life
Author: Winston Churchill
Publisher: Leo Cooper Books
ISBN: 9780850522570
Category : Prime ministers
Languages : en
Pages : 385
Book Description
This memoir was first published in 1930 and describes the author's school days, his time in the Army, his experiences as a war correspondent and his first years as a member of Parliament.
Publisher: Leo Cooper Books
ISBN: 9780850522570
Category : Prime ministers
Languages : en
Pages : 385
Book Description
This memoir was first published in 1930 and describes the author's school days, his time in the Army, his experiences as a war correspondent and his first years as a member of Parliament.
Lord Minto
Author: John Buchan
Publisher: London : Thomas Nelson
ISBN:
Category : Great Britain
Languages : en
Pages : 398
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Publisher: London : Thomas Nelson
ISBN:
Category : Great Britain
Languages : en
Pages : 398
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The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists
Author: Robert Tressell
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Languages : en
Pages : 248
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Pages : 248
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The True Story of My Life: A Sketch
Author: Hans Christian Andersen
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
ISBN: 1465603816
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 248
Book Description
ÊMy life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident. If, when I was a boy, and went forth into the world poor and friendless, a good fairy had met me and said, "Choose now thy own course through life, and the object for which thou wilt strive, and then, according to the development of thy mind, and as reason requires, I will guide and defend thee to its attainment," my fate could not, even then, have been directed more happily, more prudently, or better. The history of my life will say to the world what it says to meÑThere is a loving God, who directs all things for the best. My native land, Denmark, is a poetical land, full of popular traditions, old songs, and an eventful history, which has become bound up with that of Sweden and Norway. The Danish islands are possessed of beautiful beech woods, and corn and clover fields: they resemble gardens on a great scale. Upon one of these green islands, Funen, stands Odense, the place of my birth. Odense is called after the pagan god Odin, who, as tradition states, lived here: this place is the capital of the province, and lies twenty-two Danish miles from Copenhagen. In the year 1805 there lived here, in a small mean room, a young married couple, who were extremely attached to each other; he was a shoemaker, scarcely twenty-two years old, a man of a richly gifted and truly poetical mind. His wife, a few years older than himself, was ignorant of life and of the world, but possessed a heart full of love. The young man had himself made his shoemaking bench, and the bedstead with which he began housekeeping; this bedstead he had made out of the wooden frame which had borne only a short time before the coffin of the deceased Count Trampe, as he lay in state, and the remnants of the black cloth on the wood work kept the fact still in remembrance. Instead of a noble corpse, surrounded by crape and wax-lights, here lay, on the second of April, 1805, a living and weeping child,Ñthat was myself, Hans Christian Andersen. During the first day of my existence my father is said to have sate by the bed and read aloud in Holberg, but I cried all the time. "Wilt thou go to sleep, or listen quietly?" it is reported that my father asked in joke; but I still cried on; and even in the church, when I was taken to be baptized, I cried so loudly that the preacher, who was a passionate man, said, "The young one screams like a cat!" which words my mother never forgot. A poor emigrant, Gomar, who stood as godfather, consoled her in the mean time by saying that the louder I cried as a child, all the more beautifully should I sing when I grew older.
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
ISBN: 1465603816
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 248
Book Description
ÊMy life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident. If, when I was a boy, and went forth into the world poor and friendless, a good fairy had met me and said, "Choose now thy own course through life, and the object for which thou wilt strive, and then, according to the development of thy mind, and as reason requires, I will guide and defend thee to its attainment," my fate could not, even then, have been directed more happily, more prudently, or better. The history of my life will say to the world what it says to meÑThere is a loving God, who directs all things for the best. My native land, Denmark, is a poetical land, full of popular traditions, old songs, and an eventful history, which has become bound up with that of Sweden and Norway. The Danish islands are possessed of beautiful beech woods, and corn and clover fields: they resemble gardens on a great scale. Upon one of these green islands, Funen, stands Odense, the place of my birth. Odense is called after the pagan god Odin, who, as tradition states, lived here: this place is the capital of the province, and lies twenty-two Danish miles from Copenhagen. In the year 1805 there lived here, in a small mean room, a young married couple, who were extremely attached to each other; he was a shoemaker, scarcely twenty-two years old, a man of a richly gifted and truly poetical mind. His wife, a few years older than himself, was ignorant of life and of the world, but possessed a heart full of love. The young man had himself made his shoemaking bench, and the bedstead with which he began housekeeping; this bedstead he had made out of the wooden frame which had borne only a short time before the coffin of the deceased Count Trampe, as he lay in state, and the remnants of the black cloth on the wood work kept the fact still in remembrance. Instead of a noble corpse, surrounded by crape and wax-lights, here lay, on the second of April, 1805, a living and weeping child,Ñthat was myself, Hans Christian Andersen. During the first day of my existence my father is said to have sate by the bed and read aloud in Holberg, but I cried all the time. "Wilt thou go to sleep, or listen quietly?" it is reported that my father asked in joke; but I still cried on; and even in the church, when I was taken to be baptized, I cried so loudly that the preacher, who was a passionate man, said, "The young one screams like a cat!" which words my mother never forgot. A poor emigrant, Gomar, who stood as godfather, consoled her in the mean time by saying that the louder I cried as a child, all the more beautifully should I sing when I grew older.