Miss May Sinclair: Novelist: A Biographical and Critical IntroductionFairleigh Dickinson Univ Press, 1973 - 332 trang Presents a fascinating portrait of a woman who dramatized woman's struggle to realize her self. She was the most sensitive explorer of unconsciousness motivation in the English novel of the twentieth century, carrying forward George Eliot's dedication to a truthful and unsentimental representation of humanity. Illustrated. |
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The Eighteeneighties First Poems | 39 |
The Eighteennineties From Poet to Novelist | 41 |
Exposure on Parnassus 19001910 | 61 |
The Decade of Vortices 19111920 | 91 |
Afternoon and Brilliant Sunset 19211930 | 131 |
The Novels 19001910 | 175 |
Other Writings 19001910 | 209 |
The Novels 19111920 | 220 |
Other Writings 19111920 | 249 |
The Novels 19211927 | 270 |
Other Writings 19211931 | 301 |
Her Place and Her Meaning | 312 |
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Aldington Anne Anthony Deane appeared Audrey Craven August beauty Brontë character Charlotte Charlotte Brontë Cheltenham Ladies College comedy confessed consciousness courtesy creative critic death dinner Divine Fire Dorothea Beale Dorothy Richardson dramatic English Review essay Evelyn Underhill Ezra Pound father February feel fiction Florence Bartrop Garnett gave genius girl give Harriett Hinkson Hugh Walpole husband Hutchinsons Ibid Idealism imagination intellectual J. D. Beresford Jane Jane Holland January June letter Library literary lived London Lucia Macmillan March marriage married Mary Olivier mind Miss Bartrop Miss Beale mood mother never Nevill Tyson novel novelist November October passion philosophy poems poet poetry Professor reader reality Reeth Richard Richard Aldington Rickman Rock Ferry romantic September short story Sinclair wrote sister spiritual Stow-on-the-Wold T. S. Eliot Tasker Jevons thing thought tion told truth unconscious verse Violet Hunt wife woman women writing York Zack
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Trang 16 - Within another thirty-four years that miracle can hardly take place. Methinks my seasons revolve more slowly than those of nature; I am differently timed. I am contented. This rapid revolution of nature, even of nature in me, why should it hurry me? Let a man step to the music which he hears, however measured.