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Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.

Charlotte Bronte

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Charlotte Bronte
Age: 38 †
Born: 1816
Born: April 21
Died: 1855
Died: March 31
Novelist
Poet
Thornton
West Yorkshire
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Ш. Бронте
Syarŭllotʻŭ Bŭrontʻe
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Шарлотта Бронте
Sharlotta Bronte
Charles Wellesley
Charlotte Bronte
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Karlotta Bronte
Mrs. Arthur Bell Nicholls
Tree
Florian Wellesley
Lord Charles Albert
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Mrs. A. B. Nicholls
Hsia-lo-ti Po-lang-tʻe
Gave
Sensation
Firsts
Vengeance
Aromatic
First
Sensations
Corroding
Something
Revenge
Metallic
Time
Forgiveness
Flavour
Warm
Swallowing
Seemed
Poisoned
Wine
Tasted

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