The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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Side 32
... coming to me . There must be others to whom she could have turned ! But the challenge hung in the air of the afternoon , unanswered . Suddenly around three o'clock a wind came up , promising a storm , a wind that started all the ...
... coming to me . There must be others to whom she could have turned ! But the challenge hung in the air of the afternoon , unanswered . Suddenly around three o'clock a wind came up , promising a storm , a wind that started all the ...
Side 34
... coming . Then we went to the station , and I found my place in the train . I lowered the window to talk to him . When it was time to go , a look of panic came into his face . " Écoute , Yolande- " but he didn't finish . I don't think he ...
... coming . Then we went to the station , and I found my place in the train . I lowered the window to talk to him . When it was time to go , a look of panic came into his face . " Écoute , Yolande- " but he didn't finish . I don't think he ...
Side 48
... coming but we know that he had different ideas when he was talking about the remaking of Poussin . Great innovators in art are seldom aware of how revolutionary their work is . Their new attitude is not the result of a calculated ...
... coming but we know that he had different ideas when he was talking about the remaking of Poussin . Great innovators in art are seldom aware of how revolutionary their work is . Their new attitude is not the result of a calculated ...
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