 One faded cheek rested upon the good woman's bosom, the kindly warmth of which had overspread it with a faint, but charming flush; the other paler and hollow as if already iced over by death. Her hands, white as the lily, with her meandering veins more...  Clarissa, ed. by E.S. Dallas - Pagina 264door Samuel Richardson - 1868Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
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