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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The first two circles and all the others (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 4, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “One year ago he, totally unexpectedly, started to study the last period of Roman Empire and how the life of the peoples, making up the Empire has evolved after its break up […]... |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “Caesar: whose voice is this? […]Caesar, Caesar heeds your words, Fortune teller – watch out for Ides of March Who’s talking? Fortune teller – you must... |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “So what turned Caesar Into our torturer […] Then this Rome Is worth nothing more but rubble”. (pg. 513) |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “That almighty Gods send celestial signs boding fear to surprise us?” (pg. 513) |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “From the glottis of whom emanates the scary voice, like the spine chilling thunder of immortal Jupiter”. (pg. 512) |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “They say, that to this elevated site of Kizikh (historical “Kambechovani”, according to Strabo more finely sounding “Kambisene”) […] the refugees... |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “I do not know what the expression of my face was, even the Goddess Nemesis would appear like an oppressed step-daughter compared with me…” (pg. 180) |
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| Naira Gelashvili | The fragments of mirror (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “That cherry tree had a right to fling me down like an Icarus”. (pg. 35) |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | Ambrians, Umbrians and Arabs (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 1, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “I swear by the underground river Styx, that I will never repeat what you tell me now”. (pg. 424) |
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| Naira Gelashvili | 1947 | Ambrians, Umbrians and Arabs (Naira Gelashvili, Works, Vol. 1, Tbilisi, 2010) | Prose | “And you wanted her to dash recklessly out like Io”. (pg. 400) |
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