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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Here is a collection, close to 175 poems by Victor Hugo, this genius, master of French classic poetry, in which the author lured ideas, meters and rhymes, in their proper sequence and their sweet symmetry, into following him abroad. They all agreed and came along.
Sadly the metaphors did not want to belong. They chose to remain on their sol . They would not step on any soil though I so much pleaded with them. But the others had a good time, where every rime found its own rhyme. They went snuggly upon each shelf… Well, you will get to judge yourself.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Here is a collection, close to 175 poems by Victor Hugo, this genius, master of French classic poetry, in which the author lured ideas, meters and rhymes, in their proper sequence and their sweet symmetry, into following him abroad. They all agreed and came along.
Sadly the metaphors did not want to belong. They chose to remain on their sol . They would not step on any soil though I so much pleaded with them. But the others had a good time, where every rime found its own rhyme. They went snuggly upon each shelf… Well, you will get to judge yourself.