Oh, my Margaret--my Margaret! no one can tell what you are to me! Dead--cold as you lie there you are the only woman I ever loved! Oh, Margaret--Margaret!
Elizabeth GaskellAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer
- Nationality: british
- Born: September 29, 1810
- Died: November 12, 1865
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