True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2) - The Original Classic Edition
Nonfiction, Reference & Language, Reference, Fiction & Literature
| Author: | Robert Cleland | ISBN: | 9781486448609 |
| Publisher: | Emereo Publishing | Publication: | March 18, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Emereo Publishing | Language: | English |
| Author: | Robert Cleland |
| ISBN: | 9781486448609 |
| Publisher: | Emereo Publishing |
| Publication: | March 18, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Emereo Publishing |
| Language: | English |
Finally available, a high quality book of the original classic edition of True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2). It was previously published by other bona fide publishers, and is now, after many years, back in print.
This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Robert Cleland, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Get the PDF and EPUB NOW as well. Included in your purchase you have True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2) in EPUB AND PDF format to read on any tablet, eReader, desktop, laptop or smartphone simultaneous - Get it NOW.
Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2):
Look inside the book:
And here it may be observed that, in its way, Toronto is a capital, even as New York is, or London, and quite as accustomed as either to put on metropolitan airs, so far as circumstances permit; and seeing that all mankind are made of one kind of clay, there may be less difference in the spirit which animates the small community and the great one than would appear. ...'Most girls look well dancing with my Peter--Mr Wilkie, I ought to say, for we can't look on a young man in his fine position as just a boy; though, to be sure, he will always be a boy to me. ...When the day is young and the sky is blue, with just a flake or two of cloud low down on the horizon; when the sea, in purple slumber like a dreaming child, is brightened by the flickering glance and shadow on its rippling swell--and the surf, cresting itself in a wall of translucent green, leaps up and curls and topples over, crumbling in snow-white foam upon the sand; when the breeze, still gleeful with the memory of dew and starlit revels overnight, flits fresh and crisp beneath the early sunshine,--it is then that it is good to be a dweller by the shore: to spring from the unconsciousness of sleep into the luxury of sentient being, with softly fanning airs curling about the limbs, and wakening in them all their suppleness and strength.
Finally available, a high quality book of the original classic edition of True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2). It was previously published by other bona fide publishers, and is now, after many years, back in print.
This is a new and freshly published edition of this culturally important work by Robert Cleland, which is now, at last, again available to you.
Get the PDF and EPUB NOW as well. Included in your purchase you have True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2) in EPUB AND PDF format to read on any tablet, eReader, desktop, laptop or smartphone simultaneous - Get it NOW.
Enjoy this classic work today. These selected paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside True to a Type, Vol. I (of 2):
Look inside the book:
And here it may be observed that, in its way, Toronto is a capital, even as New York is, or London, and quite as accustomed as either to put on metropolitan airs, so far as circumstances permit; and seeing that all mankind are made of one kind of clay, there may be less difference in the spirit which animates the small community and the great one than would appear. ...'Most girls look well dancing with my Peter--Mr Wilkie, I ought to say, for we can't look on a young man in his fine position as just a boy; though, to be sure, he will always be a boy to me. ...When the day is young and the sky is blue, with just a flake or two of cloud low down on the horizon; when the sea, in purple slumber like a dreaming child, is brightened by the flickering glance and shadow on its rippling swell--and the surf, cresting itself in a wall of translucent green, leaps up and curls and topples over, crumbling in snow-white foam upon the sand; when the breeze, still gleeful with the memory of dew and starlit revels overnight, flits fresh and crisp beneath the early sunshine,--it is then that it is good to be a dweller by the shore: to spring from the unconsciousness of sleep into the luxury of sentient being, with softly fanning airs curling about the limbs, and wakening in them all their suppleness and strength.
