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Then her soul sat on her lips, and language flowed, from what source I cannot...
Author:
Charlotte Brontë
Book:
Jane Eyre
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Then her soul sat on her lips, and language flowed, from what source I cannot tell.
( Charlotte Brontë )
[ Jane Eyre ]
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