2006, ISBN: 1421989921, Lieferbar binnen 4-6 Wochen Frais d'envoiVersandkostenfrei innerhalb der BRD

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: INDY PUB, 340 Seiten, L=229mm, B=152mm, H=22mm, Gew.=635gr, [GR: 11110 - HC/Belletristik/Romane/Erzählungen], [SW: - Fiction - G… Plus…

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: INDY PUB, 340 Seiten, L=229mm, B=152mm, H=22mm, Gew.=635gr, [GR: 11110 - HC/Belletristik/Romane/Erzählungen], [SW: - Fiction - General], Gebunden, Klappentext: He remembered how it had seemed to him--to him, a priest--sweet to die if he might die clasping unrebuked this woman in his arms. The blood throbbed in his temples as he recalled the wild thoughts that had swirled in a mad throng through his brain in those moments which had seemed like hours; the blood throbbed, too, in his wounded arm, so that a groan forced itself through his parched lips. He was constantly throwing himself to and fro as if to escape from some teasing thought, always to be by the sharp pang in his wound brought to a sense of his condition. The whole night passed in an agony of mind and body. He remembered how it had seemed to him--to him, a priest--sweet to die if he might die clasping unrebuked this woman in his arms. The blood throbbed in his temples as he recalled the wild thoughts that had swirled in a mad throng through his brain in those moments which had seemed like hours; the blood throbbed, too, in his wounded arm, so that a groan forced itself through his parched lips. He was constantly throwing himself to and fro as if to escape from some teasing thought, always to be by the sharp pang in his wound brought to a sense of his condition. The whole night passed in an agony of mind and body.<

ISBN: 9781421989921

He remembered how it had seemed to him--to him, a priest--sweet to die if he might die clasping unrebuked this woman in his arms. The blood throbbed in his temples as he recalled the wild… Plus…

He remembered how it had seemed to him--to him, a priest--sweet to die if he might die clasping unrebuked this woman in his arms. The blood throbbed in his temples as he recalled the wild thoughts that had swirled in a mad throng through his brain in those moments which had seemed like hours; the blood throbbed, too, in his wounded arm, so that a groan forced itself through his parched lips. He was constantly throwing himself to and fro as if to escape from some teasing thought, always to be by the sharp pang in his wound brought to a sense of his condition. The whole night passed in an agony of mind and body. Arlo Bates, Books, Fiction and Literature, The Puritans Books>Fiction and Literature He remembered how it had seemed to him--to him, a priest--sweet to die if he might die clasping unrebuked this woman in his arms. The blood throbbed in his temples as he recalled the wild thoughts that had swirled in a mad throng through his brain in those moments which had seemed like hours; the blood throbbed, too, in his wounded arm, so that a groan forced itself through his parched lips. He was constantly throwing himself to and fro as if to escape from some teasing thought, always to be by the sharp pang in his wound brought to a sense of his condition. The whole night passed in an agony of mind and body.<

ISBN: 9781421989921

The Puritans Puritans~~Arlo-Bates Fiction>Fiction>Fiction Hardcover, IndyPublish.com