Lord Arthur Savile's Crime谷月社, 30. 10. 2015 It was Lady Windermere’s last reception before Easter, and Bentinck House was even more crowded than usual. Six Cabinet Ministers had come on from the Speaker’s Levée in their stars and ribands, all the pretty women wore their smartest dresses, and at the end of the picture-gallery stood the Princess Sophia of Carlsrühe, a heavy Tartar-looking lady, with tiny black eyes and wonderful emeralds, talking bad French at the top of her voice, and laughing immoderately at everything that was said to her. It was certainly a wonderful medley of people. Gorgeous peeresses chatted affably to violent Radicals, popular preachers brushed coat-tails with eminent sceptics, a perfect bevy of bishops kept following a stout prima-donna from room to room, on the staircase stood several Royal Academicians, disguised as artists, and it was said that at one time the supper-room was absolutely crammed with geniuses. In fact, it was one of Lady Windermere’s best nights, and the Princess stayed till nearly half-past eleven. As soon as she had gone, Lady Windermere returned to the picture-gallery, where a celebrated political economist was solemnly explaining the scientific theory of music to an indignant virtuoso from Hungary, and began to talk to the Duchess of Paisley. She looked wonderfully beautiful with her grand ivory throat, her large blue forget-me-not eyes, and her heavy coils of golden hair....
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... GONE MAD ? JEROME BOOTH ELITE GROUP THINK HERD MENTALITY ROLE OF RANDOM INTERACTIONS BEHAVIOURAL TECHNOCRACY ALGORITHMS PERSONALISED NEWSFEEDS BOGUS ECONOMICS MORAL FOUNDATIONS TRUST & QUANTITATIVE EASING SOCIAL CAPITAL MONEY ...
... , INC . 45 WEST 25TH STREET NEW YORK 10010 7623 SUNSET BOULEVARD HOLLYWOOD 90046 LONDON TORONTO This One F9F3 - QN8 - B5HA As appearing in the November 1971 edition of Dramatics magazine. Where Have All the Lightning Bugs Gone? ...
... gone dearest sister , The church yard doth tell ; Thy 3 form in the 3 dreary : Cold grave now doth dwell ; Tho ' sad - den'd our feelings , Whilst ling- er- ing here , Our hearts long for heaven , To meet with thee there Thou art gone ...
... GONE, should be self-explanatory but it's often not. Once you have provided or fulfilled your goods or services, just BE GONE. Get out of the way and let the client do what they need to do to implement what you provided. Don't hang over ...
... gone: a genetic whisper as it were, a ghostplant. On a scale from 1 to 10, with our lost beaver at 10, I'd give the needle spike-rush about 0.1. But it makes a point. One's direct experience of extinction is likely to be undramatic ...
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A HYLOIDEALISTIC ROMANCE | |
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