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Illustrated Jane Austen - 8 Books in 1. Illustrated by Hugh Thomson. Sense & Sensibility, Pride & Prejudice, Mansfield Park, Emma, Northanger Abbey, P

This comprehensive volume brings together eight of Jane Austen's most renowned works, each accompanied by the exquisite illustrations of Hugh Thomson. The collection includes "Sense and Sensibility," a story of family and romance; "Pride and Prejudice," a tale of misunderstandings and social status; "Mansfield Park," a novel exploring moral development; "Emma," a story of a young woman's matchmaking adventures; and "Northanger Abbey," a satirical look at Gothic romance. The illustrations by Hugh Thomson add a visual dimension to these timeless tales, enhancing the reader's experience of Austen's intricate characters and engaging narratives. more

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Jane Austen
Jane Austen

Jane Austen, born on December 16, 1775, and died on July 18, 1817, was a renowned English novelist of the 19th century. Known for her exquisite psychological portrayals and satirical humor, Austen's works mainly revolve around rural life in England, depicting the customs and interpersonal relationships of the time. Her representative works include 'Pride and Prejudice' and 'Sense and Sensibility'. more

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