Author: Sarah Grand

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• Oliver Wendell Holmes (2)
  • IN: The Heavenly Twins (1893) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: The time is racked with birth-pangs; every hour Brings forth some gasping truth, and truth new-born Looks a misshapen and untimely growth, The terror of the household and its shame, A monster coiling in its nurse's lap That some would strangle, some would starve; But still it breathes, and passed from hand to hand, And suckled at a hundred half-clad breasts Comes slowly to its stature and its form, Calms the rough ridges of its dragon scales, Changes to shining locks its snaky hair, And moves transfigured into Angel guise, Welcomed by all that cursed its hour of birth, And folded in the same encircling arms That cast it like a serpent from their hold!
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• William Shakespeare (1)
  • IN: The Beth Book (1897) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: IAGO. Come, hold your peace. EMILIA. 'Twill out, 'twill out:—I hold my peace, Sir? no; I'll be in speaking, liberal as the air: Let heaven, and men, and devils, let them all All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Sarah Grand (1)
  • IN: The Heavenly Twins (1893) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: "They call us the Heavenly Twins." "What, signs of the Zodiac?" said the Tenor. "No; signs of the times," said the Boy.
    FROM: The Heavenly Twins, (1893), Novel, NULL

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• Sarah Grand (1)
  • IN: The Heavenly Twins (1893) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: "They call us the Heavenly Twins." "What, signs of the Zodiac?" said the Tenor. "No; signs of the times," said the Boy.
    FROM: The Heavenly Twins, (1893), Novel, NULL