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Aarons Rod

Auhtor: David Herbert Lawrence

Language: english
Published: 1922

Genres:

fiction
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Review by Beth Cholette, May 2009


Rating: (****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'Aarons Rod':

... sound. She turned, and went out, closing both doors behind her to shut out the noise. The shrill, rapid movement of the piccolo music seemed to possess ...
... repeated laugh. We're so happy in a land of plenty, AREN'T WE DEAR? Do you mean I'm greedy, Julia? said Robert. Greedy!-Oh, greedy!-he asks if ...
... Sisson negatively allowed himself to be led off. The others followed in silence, leaving the tree to flicker the night through. The stranger stumbled ...
... printed in large letters on the old creamy marble of the mantel-piece panel:-LOVE IS LIFE. Julia suddenly rose and flung her arms asunder wildly. Oh, ...
... I think it is rather insulting. Nay, he said. Not it! Not it! And he followed her to the gate. She opened with her key, and they crossed the road ...
... seated in his high little balcony, wondered why. But at last, a taxi, and a very expensive female, in a sort of silver brocade gown and a great fur shawl ...
... indeed. Which they do half the time. Sacred children, and sacred motherhood, I'm absolutely fed stiff by it. That's why I'm thankful I have no children. ...
... before he got over the stunning, you know. So he didn't feel the pain. Well, they carried him in. I always used to like to look after my men. So I ...
... I wear an order over the pit of my stomach! I think that is very curious: a curious place to wear an order. Stand up! Stand up and let us look! ...
... strolling, he found the boards announcing Arrivals and Departures. As far as he could make out, the train for Milan left at 9:00 in the morning. So much ...
... it didn't. In his now silent, maskless state of wordless comprehension, he knew that he had never wanted to surrender himself utterly to Lottie: nor ...
... Aaron had all his nerves on edge. Then he had to play the flute. Arthur strolled upstairs with him, arm- in-arm, where he went to fetch his instrument. I ...
... loved. Those in the first class regions thought he might even be an Italian, he was so attractive. The train in motion, the many Italian eyes ...
... went into the town, nor returned from it to his lodging, without contriving to pass through the square. And he never passed through it without satisfaction. ...
... Argyle even laughed himself at his own preposterousness. And then Algy-Algy's not a fool, you know. Oh, he can be most entertaining, most witty, ...
... should we drink your whiskey? Tea would do for us just as well. Not likely! Not likely! When I have the pleasure of your company, my boy, we drink a ...
... may give her life for me. But why? Only because I am HERS. I am that thing which does her most intimate service. She can see no other in me. And I may ...
... lovers now, and never a husband. Well, I am a husband, if I am anything. And I shall never be a lover again, not while I live. No, not to anybody. ...
... Why, have you left valuables in your overcoat? My flute, said Aaron. Oh, they won't steal that, said Argyle. Besides, said Lilly, we should ...
... about it? Well, then, there are only two great dynamic urges in LIFE: love and power. Love and power? said Aaron. I don't see power as so ...