Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream. — L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon
Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream. — L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon
Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream. — L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon
Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream. — L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon
Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream. — L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon
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Never on painter's canvas livesThe charm of his fancy's dream.

— L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon
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