tailieunhanh - Tender is the Night
On the pleasant shore of the French Riviera, about half way between Marseilles and the Italian border, stands a large, proud, rosecolored hotel. Deferential palms cool its flushed façade, and before it stretches a short dazzling beach. Lately it has become a summer resort of notable and fashionable people; a decade ago it was almost deserted after its English clientele went north in April. Now, many bungalows cluster near it, but when this story begins only the cupolas of a dozen old villas rotted like water lilies among the massed pines between Gausse’s Hôtel des Étrangers and Cannes, five. | Tender is THE Night By F. ScoTT Fitzgeraid 1933 Published by Planet eBook. Visit the site to download free eBooks of classic literature books and novels. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial United States License. Already with thee tender is the night. . But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. Ode to a Nightingale TO GERALD and SARA MANY FETES Free eBooks at Planet
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