Author: Mary Elizabeth Braddon

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• Mary Elizabeth Braddon (1)
  • IN: His Darling Sin (1899) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: That small, small, imperceptible Small talk! that cuts like powdered glass Ground in Tophana -- who can tell Where lurks the power that poison has?
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Thomas Moore (1)
  • IN: The Trail of the Serpent (1860) Novel, British
    EPIGRAPH: “Poor race of men!” said the pitying Spirit, “Dearly ye pay for your primal fall: Some flowerets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the Serpent is over them all!”
    FROM: Paradise and the Peri, (1817), Poem, UK
• NULL (1)
  • IN: Circe (1867) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Amour, fléau du monde, exécrable folie, Toi qu'un lien si f relè à la volupté He, Quand par tant d'autres noeuds tu tiens à la douleur, Si jamais, par les yeux d'une femme sana coeur. Tu peux m'entrer au ventre etm'empoisonner l'ame, Ainsi que d*une piale on arraohe une lame, Plutòt que comme un làche on me voie en souffrir, Je t'en arracherai, quand j'en devrais mourir.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL

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• Mary Elizabeth Braddon (1)
  • IN: His Darling Sin (1899) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: That small, small, imperceptible Small talk! that cuts like powdered glass Ground in Tophana -- who can tell Where lurks the power that poison has?
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK