Selected Prose of Oscar Wilde by Oscar Wilde
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they brought a little of a ready with them. He felt that they had lived
with Nature, and that she had taught them peace. He envied them all that they did not know. By the time he had reached Belgrave Square the sky was a faint blue, and the birds were beginning to twitter in the gardens.--_Lord Arthur Savile's Crime_. A LETTER FROM MISS JANE PERCY TO HER AUNT THE DEANERY, CHICHESTER, 27_th May_. My Dearest Aunt, Thank you so much for the flannel for the Dorcas Society, and also for the gingham. I quite agree with you that it is nonsense their wanting to wear pretty things, but everybody is so Radical and irreligious nowadays, that it is difficult to make them see that they should not try and dress like the upper classes. I am sure I don't know what we are coming to. As papa has often said in his sermons, we live in an age of unbelief. We have had great fun over a clock that an unknown admirer sent papa last Thursday. It arrived in a wooden box from London, carriage paid, and papa feels it must have been sent by some one who had read his remarkable |
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