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This mid-May evening was as fresh and fine as any Harry Morgan could recall. Like the plumes of so many warriors, clumps of soft greenery nodded jauntily above such dull red, brown and black roofs as were visible above a line of gray ramparts protecting the heart of Bristol Town. Above the stout twin towers defending Frome Gate a handful of rooks still were circling and cawing and, at this hour, only the loftiest of those turrets designed to protect the city remained gilded by a sun swinging ever lower over the scarlet-tinted Avon River. - Cutlass Empire (bk. 1, ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)] BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK The clouds darkening Boston Harbor looked so low and ghostlike Sergeant Timothy Bennett guessed snow would soon begin falling. In fact, the jumbled dark roofs and church spires of distant Cambridge were already graying out of sight. - Stars on the Sea [Books (First Lines)]
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