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, , , : The Hardys were rather late (S. Maugham) : was engaged to be married to a Miss Hubbard (S. Maugham). - : . , -, , : Have you a Rosetti? I asked (S. Maugham). .

: I do not claim to be a Caruso , . : I do not claim to be Caruso , . . , , . . : A century ago there may have been no Leibnitz, but there was a Gauss, a Faraday and a Darwin. . - . , , . , , , , : was not a Bagster. . , , , : I will never marry a Malone or a Sykes and no one else will ever marry me. , , , , .

, ; , . , : Elisabeth was a Tudor. . , , she was a Dodson, , , . , , .

, , : Know my partner? Old Robinson. Yes, the Robinson. Don't you know? The notorious Robinson. (J. Conrad. Lord Jim).

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I will o'erktake thee, Cleopatra,

And weep for my pardon. So it must be, for now

All length is torture: since the torch is out...

 

(W. Shakespeare. Antony and Cleopatra)

 

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. , , . , : Under the low sky the grass shone with a brilliant, an almost artificial sheen (C.P. Snow). , , . , .. . , .. , , : It began to rain slowly and heavily and drenchingly... and her thoughts went down the lane toward the field, the hedge, the trees oak, beech, elm (Gr. Greene). : , 1.

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There head falls forward, fatigued at evening,

And dreams of home,

Waving from window, spread of welcome,

Kissing of wife under single sheet;

But waking sees

Bird-flocks nameless to him, through doorway voices

Of new men making another love.

 

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