Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his — Charlotte Brontë
Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his — Charlotte Brontë
Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his — Charlotte Brontë
Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his — Charlotte Brontë
Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his — Charlotte Brontë
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Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his bestowal.

— Charlotte Brontë
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