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There are constant pilgrimages to this dreadful place , now a Museum of Martyrology , and within its ghastly gates are mountains of wreaths . Ours was far from being a ' feather bed ' tour . We carried our own luggage and travelled in ...
There are constant pilgrimages to this dreadful place , now a Museum of Martyrology , and within its ghastly gates are mountains of wreaths . Ours was far from being a ' feather bed ' tour . We carried our own luggage and travelled in ...
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I was born amid mountains many times higher than these Black Mountains , but the echoes awake echoes . And the tumuli on Rhos Fach could have been built by cousins of the people who built the tumuli on my mountains , so similar are they ...
I was born amid mountains many times higher than these Black Mountains , but the echoes awake echoes . And the tumuli on Rhos Fach could have been built by cousins of the people who built the tumuli on my mountains , so similar are they ...
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The clouds were descending on the Black Mountains , hiding the landmarks and obliterating the distance , while the wind - driven rain soaked into the priest and me . And I thought of all that had passed since I had met the pilgrim on ...
The clouds were descending on the Black Mountains , hiding the landmarks and obliterating the distance , while the wind - driven rain soaked into the priest and me . And I thought of all that had passed since I had met the pilgrim on ...
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Contents
MY FIRST WINNER BY JOHN WELCOME | 43 |
A DISH OF CLAMS BY JOHN WELMAN | 70 |
PORTRAIT IN SHADOW BY HOWARD | 161 |
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