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Love and Pottery, Ch. 3For some time the potter heard nothing of the daughter of Aligon Cloth-Merchant; but after some weeks, it became common knowledge in the city that Elina Vintner’s-Daughter who had been the second wife of Aligon Cloth-Merchant had been cast out of his house (with, so the more reputable rumors contended, quite a sizeable pension and as many small valuables as she could grab on the way out), and that Aligon Cloth-Merchant’s elder daughter, who so many had thought lost or dead or sold or otherwise removed from the succession, had taken back house, land, business, monies and all, and had rather suddenly become the richest and most eligibLove and Pottery, Ch. 3
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Love and Pottery, Ch. 2As the potter kept no servants, they decided that it would be best for the young woman to remain in his home to cook and clean, and to stay out of her stepmother’s attention, until such time as the potter could bring her to one of her father’s colleagues, who were expected within the month. The first day that the potter went out to his shed to work, he expected very little; but the girl had been a servant for years, and set herself immediately to work, so that when the potter returned, speckled with clay and weary from labor, he found that all the lower level of the house had been swept and mopped and dusted until it gleaLove and Pottery, Ch. 2
by ~whitesuns
Love and Pottery, Ch. 1There was once, in a certain city, many years ago, a certain potter, whose work was exceedingly beautiful and sturdy and therefore much sought after. The potter himself, who was moderately wealthy and owned such a good business, could have been expected to also be sought after, but alas an unhappy incident in his youth had left him badly scarred, so that few people could look upon his face without flinching, and, since he was a kindly man, he had chosen not to inflict the pain of having to look at him regularly on any unwilling woman; therefore he had remained unmarried.Love and Pottery, Ch. 1
It came to pass that the potter made the acquain
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If I Must Be A FlowerIf I must be a flower, oh, let me be a rose – A meadow rose, a bramble full of thorns; Oh, let me grow as I will grow: no pruning shears approach, No gardener approve me for a show.If I Must Be A Flower
If I must be a flower, I had rather be a rose, And stab unwelcome suitors to the bone; Let me have weapons to my hand, sharp thorns that others fear, Let me be fearless of all but the wind.
If I must be a flower, oh, I will be a rose, Crimson and unashamed of anything, And I will be as I desire, no laws shall govern me, And I shall live my life forever free.
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