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“It looks like a mixture of an aztec idol, a lion, an Indian Rajah, and a woman”

RLS’s parents had been thinking of trying a winter at Bournemouth for the sake of being near their son, a plan which was eventually carried out. His health was now fast and painfully breaking. [As usual, dots between square brackets … Continue reading

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My soul sickens at the look of a quarto. I want a refined octavo

RLS was beginning to send home some of the MS of AChild’s Garden of Verses, the title of which had not yet been settled. The pieces as first numbered are in a different order from that afterwards adopted, but the … Continue reading

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