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“In that quietness they were speaking their own language, with their eyes, with the way they stood, with what they put into the air about them, each knowing what the other was saying, and having strength one from the other, for they had been learning through forty years of being together, and their minds were one.”

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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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