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Adina

Adina

James, Henry

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ISBN10: 1162651431
ISBN13: 9781162651439
Publisher: Kessinger Pub Llc
Published: Sep 10 2010
Pages: 42
Weight: 0.20
Height: 0.09 Width: 7.50 Depth: 9.25
Language: English
Adina is a novel written by the renowned American author, Henry James. The story is set in Italy and revolves around a young American woman named Adina, who is visiting the country with her mother. Adina is a beautiful and charming woman, and she quickly captures the attention of the local aristocracy.Adina is pursued by several suitors, including the wealthy and powerful Prince Casamassima. However, Adina is not interested in any of them and instead falls in love with an impoverished Italian painter named Pietro. Despite the disapproval of her mother and the aristocracy, Adina and Pietro continue their relationship.As the story progresses, Adina becomes increasingly disillusioned with the shallow and materialistic society around her. She begins to question her own values and desires, and ultimately must choose between her love for Pietro and the expectations of her family and society.Adina is a complex and nuanced exploration of love, class, and cultural identity. James' prose is rich and evocative, painting a vivid picture of the Italian landscape and society. The novel is a timeless classic, and a must-read for anyone interested in the works of Henry James or in the genre of literary fiction.The days passed by and Angelo's revenge still hung fire. Scrope never met his fate at a short turning of one of the dusky Roman streets; he came in punctually every evening at eleven o'clock. I wondered whether our brooding friend had already spent the sinister force of a nature formed to be lazily contented. I hoped so, but I was wrong. We had gone to walk one afternoon, ----the ladies, Scrope and I, ----in the charming Villa Borghese, and, to escape from the rattle of the fashionable world and it's distraction, we had wandered away to an unfrequented corner where the old mouldering wall and the slim black cypresses and the untrodden grass made, beneath the splendid Roman sky, the most harmonious of pictures.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original wor

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