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“I ought not to doubt the steadiness of your affection. Yet such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest, and thus it is, that i always feel revived, as by a new convinction, when your words tell me I am dear to you; and wanting these, I relapse into doubt and often into despondency.”

Quote by Ann Radcliffe

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Delphi Complete Works of Ann Radcliffe (Illustrated)

The Delphi Complete Works of Ann Radcliffe (Illustrated) is a comprehensive compilation of the author's classic Gothic novels, featuring detailed illustrations that enhance the reading experience. This collection brings together all of Radcliffe's significant works, showcasing her unique style and contribution to the Gothic genre. more

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Ann Radcliffe
Ann Radcliffe

Ann Radcliffe, a renowned British author of the 18th century, is hailed as the pioneer of the Gothic novel. Her works, characterized by mystery, terror, and romance, have had a profound impact on literature. more

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