The Creative Reader: An Anthology of Fiction, Drama, Poetry |
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Death was something that happens only to Twice the mother is described as " starother people , to the old — just as living is ing " —at the " dreary street ” and at the for the young . " What had death to do with " white lilac ...
Death was something that happens only to Twice the mother is described as " starother people , to the old — just as living is ing " —at the " dreary street ” and at the for the young . " What had death to do with " white lilac ...
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O port of death , deaf world , Is there no pity for me ? And you , Angel of evil , I was dead , and your words are death again . Is it true , boy ? Can it be true ? Is my wife dead ? Has death bred death ? MESSENGER .
O port of death , deaf world , Is there no pity for me ? And you , Angel of evil , I was dead , and your words are death again . Is it true , boy ? Can it be true ? Is my wife dead ? Has death bred death ? MESSENGER .
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Hamlet 3 realizes what Ophelia is to him only when he has driven her to madness and death and is literally with her in her grave . Othello recog . nizes the divinity of Desdemona only after he has killed her .
Hamlet 3 realizes what Ophelia is to him only when he has driven her to madness and death and is literally with her in her grave . Othello recog . nizes the divinity of Desdemona only after he has killed her .
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