Aaron's Rod

Aaron's Rod

by David Herbert Lawrence

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ISBN-13: 9780469603974
Publisher: Creative Media Partners, LLC
Publication date: 02/25/2019
Pages: 298
Product dimensions: 6.14(w) x 9.21(h) x 0.62(d)

About the Author

David Herbert Richards "D. H." Lawrence (11 September 1885 - 2 March 1930) was an English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter.

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CHAPTER III It is remarkable how many odd or extraordinary people there are in England. We hear continual complaints of the stodgy dullness of the English. It would be quite as just to complain of their freakish, unusual characters. Only en masse the metal is all Britannia. In an ugly little mining town we find the odd ones just as distinct as anywhere else. Only it happens that dull people invariably meet dull people, and odd individuals always come across odd individuals, no matter where they may be. So that to each kind society seems all of a piece. At one end of the dark tree-covered Shottle Lane stood the "Royal Oak" public house; and Mrs. Houseley was certainly an odd woman. At the other end of the lane was Shottle House, where the Bricknells lived; the Bricknells were odd, also. Alfred Bricknell, the old man, was one of the partners in the Colliery firm. His English was incorrect, his accent, broad Derbyshire, and he was not a gentleman in the snobbish sense of the word. Yet he was well-to-do, and very stuck-up. His wife was dead. Shottle House stood two hundred yards beyond New Brunswick Colliery. The colliery was imbedded in a plantation, whence its burning pit-hill glowed, fumed, and stank sulphur in the nostrils of the Bricknells. Even war-time efforts had not put out this refuse fire. Apart from this, Shottle House was a pleasant square house, rather old, with shrubberies and lawns. It ended the lane in a dead end. Only a field-path trekked away to the left. On this particular Christmas Eve Alfred Bricknell had only two of his children at home. Of the others, one daughter was unhappily married, and away in India weeping herself thinner;another was nursing her babies inStreatham. Jim, the hope of the house, and Julia, now married to Robert Cunningham, ha...

Table of Contents

General editor's preface; Acknowledgements; Chronology; Cue-titles; Introduction; Aaron's Rod; Appendix I; Appendix II; Explanatory notes; Textual apparatus; A note on pounds, shillings and pence; Index.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A very well-written and interesting novel by Lawrence. This is a nice, error-free edition too. The other comments must be for another version, as mine was great.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wow only 1 page no wonder why its free
zappa on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The "Lawrentian ideal", the ubermann that Lawrence could never be, is an ugly experiment in repressed sexuality and impassioned masculism.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The free versions are always messed up. It's better to pay a little for one that's been proof read and produced corrrectly
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The girl fidgets. This place was usually empty, why isn't it today? And why are there only men? All looking like the sterotypical bad boy type... I guess I won't fit in this crowd.. The girl looks down at her own clothes, a plain white blouse and some jeans. She sipped her beverage as fast as she could. She brushed some of her straight black hair off her face.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Hmm that will be tough here will go to scarlet letter together
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Kisses back
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
*walks along her usual route to school*
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Guys stop chating on hear
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Oh.
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Dffsg