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_bM434
_222a. ed.
100 1 _aMedeiros, Teresa
_eAutor
_915500
245 2 _aA whisper of roses /
_cTeresa Medeiros
260 _aNew York:
_bBantam Books,
_c1993
300 _a402 p;
520 _aTIS THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER. Left blooming alone. All her lovely companions. Are faded and gone. IF THOU CANST BUT THITHER. There grows the flower of peace. The rose that cannot wither. Thy fortress and thy ease. YOU MAY BREAK, YOU MAY SHATTER THE VASE, IF YOU WILL. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. But ne´er the rose without the thorn. Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.
542 1 _aMedeiros, Teresa
_g1993
_i1993
650 4 _aLITERATURA ESTADOUNIDENSE
_97045
650 4 _aNOVELA EN INGLÉS
_915501
942 _cBK
_2ddc
_e22a. ed.