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| so:text | It was a still afternoon — the golden light was lingering languidly among the upper boughs, only glancing down here and there on the purple pathway and its edge of faintly sprinkled moss: an afternoon in which destiny disguises her cold awful face behind a hazy radiant veil, encloses us in warm downy wings, and poisons us with violet-scented breath. (en) |
| so:isPartOf | https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/George_Eliot |
| so:description | Adam Bede (1859) (en) |
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