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6 Νοε 2018 · The black ship mail’d with iron, her mighty guns in her turrets—but the pluck of the captain and engineers? In the houses the dishes and fare and furniture—but the host and hostess, and the look out of their eyes?
A country song by a young girl singing about like when she’s finally starting to get over her ex, he can call her on the phone & pulls her back in just to treat her the same crappy way.
Take Bianca, for example, or, to keep to the race, Felise Freeland. Looks and brains. Real brains that can hold their own with anybody. Clare has got brains of a sort, the kind that are...
Not she; she had been trapped into saying something she did not mean. She looked up over her knitting and met the third stroke and it seemed to her like her own eyes meeting her own eyes,...
Without warning, she had seen with her own eyes a flashing nickel fall out of the man's pocket onto the ground. When the hunter encounters Phoenix in the ditch, he at first greets her with what appears to be kindness and helps her out of her predicament.
But, she thought, screwing up her Chinese eyes, and remembering how he sneered at women, “can’t paint, can’t write,” why should I help him to relieve himself?
14 Δεκ 2018 · Perhaps Lord Byron’s best-loved and most widely anthologised lyric poem, ‘She Walks in Beauty’ is quoted in Dead Poets Society as an attempt to seduce a young woman, and it epitomises a particular kind of Romantic poem: that is, a poem idolising (and idealising) a woman’s beauty.
