The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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Side 8
... face and skinny hands . It propelled her down the hall , past the tapestries which seemed very old indeed , on a rug which gave under each step , until she came to a doorway without a door . " Come closer . ” The voice sounded . It was ...
... face and skinny hands . It propelled her down the hall , past the tapestries which seemed very old indeed , on a rug which gave under each step , until she came to a doorway without a door . " Come closer . ” The voice sounded . It was ...
Side 12
... Face the gods and their thousand legends Taste the grape And debate against an old man missing sandals Who questions knowing nothing But filled through the ears ; A painted urn on whose sad face A chained Prometheus is wrought Pours a ...
... Face the gods and their thousand legends Taste the grape And debate against an old man missing sandals Who questions knowing nothing But filled through the ears ; A painted urn on whose sad face A chained Prometheus is wrought Pours a ...
Side 18
... face with him . No woman ever came even close to its delicacy . But the face turned to him was a nice enough one . He liked the clean lines of it and the wide brow . " Nothing , I'm afraid . ” " Why do people go ? " " Oh ... " she ...
... face with him . No woman ever came even close to its delicacy . But the face turned to him was a nice enough one . He liked the clean lines of it and the wide brow . " Nothing , I'm afraid . ” " Why do people go ? " " Oh ... " she ...
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