"Je fais mon lit et mon ménage; I seek my dinner in a restaurant; my supper takes care, of itself; I pass days laborious and loveless; nights long and ...
The spring which moved my energies lay far away beyond seas, in an Indian isle.
~ Charlotte Brontë ~
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The spring which moved my energies lay far away beyond seas, in an Indian isle.
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