Sons and Lovers - D.H. Lawrence

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In convalescence he would sit up in bed, see the fluffy horses feeding at the troughs in the field, scattering their hay on the trodden yellow snow; watch the miners troop home - small, black figures trailing slowly in gangs across the white field. Then the night came up in dark blue vapor from the snow.

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user489666 3 years, 5 months ago
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user809700 4 years, 3 months ago
yellow snow, damn

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