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“But you have gone now, all of you that were so beautiful when you were quick with life. Yet not gone, for you are still a living truth inside my mind. So how are you dead, my brothers and sisters, and all of you , when you live with me as surely as I live with myself.”

Quote by Richard Llewellyn

Book:HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY
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HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY

This classic novel by Richard Llewellyn delves into the life of a young boy named David, whose family is part of a Welsh coal mining community. The story captures the essence of a bygone era, highlighting the challenges and triumphs of the working class. Set against the backdrop of the industrial revolution, it offers a poignant look at the changes affecting the community and the boy's personal growth. more

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Richard Llewellyn
Richard Llewellyn

Richard Llewellyn was a renowned Welsh novelist, born on December 8, 1906, and passed away on November 30, 1983. His works are known for their vivid portrayal of rural Welsh life, which has won him a wide readership. more

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