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Odysseas ElytisOdysseas Elytis was the pseudonym of Odysseas Alepoudelis (1911 - 1996).Born in Crete to a Lesvos family in 1911. He studied law in the University of Athens. His main work -published in 1959- is "Axion Esti", a poem that attempts to identify the vital elements in Greece's 3000 year old history and tradition and where the Orthodox liturgy blends with the images of the sun, the sea, and the Christian element with the pagan. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1979. from chalk mark to floor.html">floor again, to make sure it was as bad as
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skirts; but when she straightened up, there they were again, as
them up underneath her. That was temporarily a relief. "If I sit
Mary.
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you noticed Rebecca Mary's legs?"
Rebecca Mary had not heard the reply of the minister, for of
heard him say, with exaggerated prudery, "Felicia! My dear! Were
remembered inadvertent occasions when he himself had called legs
too long for limbs. Robert, that child will grow up one of these
You'll be telling me next that there's something the matter with
fast approaching the vanishing point. Her eyes grew a little
murmured. "And, anyway, Robert, Rhoda will give us a little time
don't believe Rebecca Mary will give us even three days of
minister remarked, tucking a gloved hand comfortably close under
legs startled me a little today. If she were mine, I should let
would let Rhoda's down!" And she knew she would.
Rebecca Mary on the woodshed floor sat and thought "deep-down"
her, and the thoughts seemed to come out of it and stand before
relentless procession.
"Think me," the first one had commanded. "I'm the Thought of
time for me to introduce myself. I had to come some time, didn't
expect you to stay in there always; but--but I'm not very glad
gentle resentment.
The Thought of Growing Up crept into her mind and nestled down
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