The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... street lamp , lit and lighting the greyness of the fog that lies upon the shore and streets and houses , day and night , lit and rusting so that one would not know how it remains standing , lit even when the world seems to die in winter ...
... street lamp , lit and lighting the greyness of the fog that lies upon the shore and streets and houses , day and night , lit and rusting so that one would not know how it remains standing , lit even when the world seems to die in winter ...
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... street , the houses whose five storeys kept rue de Rennes in shadow until then ; but of the street below I would see nothing , so blinding was the sun as it filtered through the morning mist that hovered over rue de Rennes . And Madame ...
... street , the houses whose five storeys kept rue de Rennes in shadow until then ; but of the street below I would see nothing , so blinding was the sun as it filtered through the morning mist that hovered over rue de Rennes . And Madame ...
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... Street Telephone MAin 4-6766 In order to " be , " one must " act . " Act now . Subscribe to the Yale Literary Magazine Advance orders through THE YORKSIDE RESTAURANT In the heart of Yale 288 York Street Hew Haven , Conn . Miss Harold ...
... Street Telephone MAin 4-6766 In order to " be , " one must " act . " Act now . Subscribe to the Yale Literary Magazine Advance orders through THE YORKSIDE RESTAURANT In the heart of Yale 288 York Street Hew Haven , Conn . Miss Harold ...
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