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9497	Lawrence, D. H. (David Herbert)	Twilight in Italy			.txt	text/plain	57658	4108	85	street, where the sunshine and the olive trees looked like a mirage hung like a blood-stain from the grey wall above her, stood a little So she stood in the sunshine on the little platform, old and yet like And, like a bird, she went to sleep as the shadows came. white-cold ecstasy of darkness and moonlight, the raucous, cat-like, I said how I liked the big vine-garden, I asked when it ended. look like ghosts in the darkness of the underworld, stately, and as if child, he makes a little separate world down there in the theatre, like And Maria, stout and strong and handsome like a peasant woman, went A confused light, like hot tears, would come into his eyes It was like God grafting the life of man upon the body of the earth, long hill from the lake, came to the crest, looked down the darkness of	./cache/9497.txt	./txt/9497.txt