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“In its permission to man to render subject to him all other living creatures of the earth, it continued the cruelty of the barbarian and the pagan, and endowed these with what appeared a divine authority.”

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This book is a compilation of thought-provoking essays and articles that delve into a wide range of subjects, including social issues, political ideologies, and philosophical concepts. more

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Ouida
Ouida

Ouida, born Mary Catherine Hale, was a renowned 19th-century British novelist. Known for her portrayal of women's emotional lives and romantic adventures, her works have been beloved by readers. Ouida's writing style is unique and elegant, leaving a profound impact on literature. more

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