Chapter

1     V|    enthusiasm, and was never weary of praising her. The girl,
2  VIII|      Pg 195]~ ~"Because I am weary of the worry of it, as you
3    IX|  brought rest at last to her weary eyelids.~ ~The sun was already
4     X| there is to be done, and how weary you would get over it; but
5  XVII|   his breast.~ ~How long and weary life must be to her from
Best viewed with any browser at 800x600 or 768x1024 on Tablet PC
IntraText® (VA2) - Some rights reserved by EuloTech SRL - 1996-2010. Content in this page is licensed under a Creative Commons License