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Edith Wharton

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The reef, a NOVEL By: Edith Wharton

The reef, a NOVEL By: Edith Wharton

Edith Wharton

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2017
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The Reef is a 1912 novel by American writer Edith Wharton. It was published by D. Appleton & Company. It concerns a romance between a widow and her former lover. The novel takes place in Paris and rural France, but primarily features American characters. While writing the novel, Edith Wharton visited England, Sicily, and Germany, among other locations. In a letter to Bernard Berenson in November 1912, Wharton expressed regret regarding her novel, calling it a "poor miserable lifeless lump". She wrote, "Anyhow, remember it's not me, though I thought it was when I was writing it-& that next time I'm going to do something worthwhile
The Touchstone

The Touchstone

Edith Wharton

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2017
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A young man too destitute to propose marriage to his beloved finds a morally dubious means of making money by publishing the love letters another woman wrote to him in this deft, psychological portrait of how social status, money, and self-deception impact love. This beautifully packaged series of classic novellas includes the works of masterful writers.
Fighting France, from Dunkerque

Fighting France, from Dunkerque

Edith Wharton

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2017
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On the 30th of July, 1914, motoring north from Poitiers, we had lunched somewhere by the roadside under apple-trees on the edge of a field. Other fields stretched away on our right and left to a border of woodland and a village steeple. All around was noonday quiet, and the sober disciplined landscape which the traveller's memory is apt to evoke as distinctively French. Sometimes, even to accustomed eyes, these ruled-off fields and compact grey villages seem merely flat and tame; at other moments the sensitive imagination sees in every thrifty sod and even furrow the ceaseless vigilant attachment of generations faithful to the soil. The particular bit of landscape before us spoke in all its lines of that attachment. The air seemed full of the long murmur of human effort, the rhythm of oft-repeated tasks, the serenity of the scene smiled away the war rumours which had hung on us since morning.