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1 " Mark ran his fingers over the bindings and whispered words, written long ago, words that wriggled through the aged leather, trembled beneath his touch. What lives and loves, hopes and dreams, deaths and despair these volumes held. "
― Ellen Read , Love The Gift
2 " This poem inspired me to write my eBook.The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonAnd I would be the necklace, And all day long to fall and rise Upon her balmy bosom, With her laughter or her sighs; And I would lie so light, so light, I scarce should be unclasp’d at night. "
3 " This poem inspired me to write my eBook.The Miller's Daughter by Alfred Lord TennysonIt is the miller’s daughter, And she is grown so dear, so dear,That I would be the jewel That trembles in her ear; For hid in ringlets day and night I’d touch her neck so warm and white. "
4 " A moss-covered path tended its way around the magnolia tree. Mark started along it, his leg brushing against the perennial border where cheerful yellow daffodils nodded their heads in greeting. "
5 " How beautiful the house was with its magnolia trees lining the drive, their branches outstretched as if they were beckoning him inside. Rose tipped blossoms caught the last of the sun’s golden light, giving the flowers an ethereal glow that shimmered and looked magical. "
6 " How beautiful the house was with its magnolia trees lining the drive, their branches outstretched as if they were beckoning him inside (Page 6) "
7 " Mark put his bag on the floor and looked around. Chintz wallpaper with pink roses on a light cream background covered the walls, while drapes of the same pattern fell across French doors that obviously led outside. "
8 " The stone wall was at her back, a door in the wall on her left and bluebells grew on either side of the seat. "
9 " Lights spread a soft yellow glow over formal hedges with azaleas making a boarder in front "
10 " How beautiful the house was with its magnolia trees lining the drive, their branches outstretched as if they were beckoning him inside. Rose tipped blossoms caught the last of the sun's golden light, giving the flowers an ethereal glow that simmered and looked magical. "
11 " Mark opened his arms and Beth stepped into them, seamlessly, without hesitation, as if two parts of the whole had come together…two halves of a heart, two breaths from the same lungs, two pieces of a puzzle fitting snugly and clipping into place. "
12 " Urns with purple lobelia spilling over their edges were spaced along the veranda "