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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 18m

But Aunt Maud, wonderfully and facing him straight, took it as if her confidence were supplied with other props. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 2h

He laid the book down and leaned back in his chair, and holding his temple with one hand (this was his favourite attitude) he looked in the fire fixedly. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 2h

He found pleasure in being able to give his hostess an account of his passage with Kate that, while quite veracious, might be reassuring to herself. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 3h

The verses seemed meaningless and tame, but they awoke vague impulses in him, and, his mind filled by a dim dream of King David and Bathsheba, he opened his Bible and turned over the pages, #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 3h

*She* keeps me up—she has had so much to say about them." #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 5h

Turning over his papers he came across the old monk's song to David: "Surge meo domno dulces fac, fistula versus; David amat versus, surge fac fistula versus, David amat vates vatorum est gloria David...." #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 5h

That's exactly, you know, what Miss Croy has been saying to me. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 6h

He stopped before the injustice of the accusation; he remembered her candour and her gracious innocence, and he was sorry; and he remembered her youth and her beauty, and he let his thoughts dwell upon her. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 7h

It was always the same story--the charm and ideality of man's life always soiled by woman's influence; so it was in the beginning, so it shall be.... #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 8h

In his anger and self-loathing his rage turned against Kitty. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 8h

Affected, surprised by the coincidence of her appeal with Kate's, he asked himself quickly if it mightn't help him with her. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 9h

For he could never quite forget the defiling thought; it would always remain with him, and the consciousness of the stain would preclude all possibility of that refining happiness, that attribute of cleanliness, which he now knew had long been his. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 9h

Don't, I only mean, in the press of other things, too much neglect her." #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 10h

In Gallia there is a very cold fountaine, which as Fulgosus testifieth, with the water doth send forth flames of fire: so a true Christian with religious teares ought to streame forth the flames of diuine charitie. Hector Pintus in cap. 40. Ezech. #PalladisTamia #FrancisMeres

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 10h

That inner life, so strangely personal and pure, and of which he was so proud, seemed to him now to be befouled, and all its mystery and inner grace, and the perfect possession which was his sanctuary, lost to him forever. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 10h

"Well, one seemed rather to gather that you hadn't taken out the patent. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

He could not look into his mind with any present hope of obtaining a truthful reply to the very eminent and vital question, how far his will had participated in that burning but wholly inexcusable desire by which he had been so shockingly assailed. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

But you must remember that, so far as her 'interest' is concerned, I myself discovered, I—as was said at dinner—invented her." #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

So frightened was he at this sudden and singular obsession of his spiritual nature by a lower and grosser nature, whose existence in himself was till now unsuspected, and of whose life and wants in others he had felt, and still felt, so much scorn, #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

"If you mean Miss Theale," he said, "I shall certainly not forget her. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

The thought came he know not whence nor how, as lightning falls from a clear sky, as desert horsemen come with a glitter of spears out of the cloud; there is a shock, a passing anguish, and they are gone. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

O to kiss with a deep kiss the hollow of that cool neck!..." #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

It was an imperative "Wait a minute," by which she both detained and dismissed him; she was particular about her minute, but he hadn't yet given her, as happened, a sign of withdrawal. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

What further occurred was that Aunt Maud, having released her, immediately had a word for himself. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

When Roses are planted, nothing is seene but thornes, afterwards springeth the faire and louely fruit: so they that sow in teares, shal reape in ioy. Isidorus Clarius oratione octaua tomi tertij. #PalladisTamia #FrancisMeres

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

The ear is as a rose leaf, a fluff of light hair trembles on the curving nape, and the head is crowned with thick brown gold. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

This personage had forestalled him in opening the door for her and was evidently—with a view, Densher might have judged, to ulterior designs on Milly—proposing to attend her to her carriage. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Kitty has taken off her straw hat, the sunlight caresses the delicate plenitudes of the bent neck, the delicate plenitudes bound with white cambric, cambric swelling gently over the bosom into the narrow circle of the waist, #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

It gathered perhaps a slightly sharper shade from the mild formality of her "Good-night, sir!" as she passed him; #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

The transparent green of the limes shivers, the young rooks caw feebly, and the birds nestle with amorous wings in the blossoming gold. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

This impression was naturally light, but it just left him with the sense of something by his own act overlooked, unappreciated. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

"Why, John, I never heard you speak like that before; I thought you never paid compliments." #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Still another was that Mrs. Stringham, in the random intensity of her farewells, affected him as looking at him with a small grave intimation, #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

No, not a rose, nor a lily, nor a violet; you remind me rather of a tall delicate pale carnation...." #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Another was that she next addressed herself in all frankness to Lord Mark, drew near to him with an almost reproachful "Come and talk to *me*!" #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

One of these was that Kate found time to say to him with furtive emphasis: "You must go now!" #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

They were followed by Lord Mark and by the other men, but two or three things happened before any dispersal of the company began. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

"Is it not all light and colour, and you in your white dress with the sunlight on your hair seem more blossom-like than any flower. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

He wasn't sure if Mrs. Lowder, who at this juncture reappeared, had caught his word as it dropped from him; probably not, he thought, her attention being given to Mrs. Stringham, with whom she came through and who was now, none too soon, taking leave of her. #WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

As he that is condemned by secular iudgement, cares not for any faire sights, or theatricall shewes: so hee that mourneth truly, careth not for pampring his belly. Climacus de discretione, gradu. 26. #PalladisTamia #FrancisMeres

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Thomas J. Kitson @thatiliazdguy.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

"How beautiful the day is," he said, speaking slowly. #GeorgeMoore #AMereAccident

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