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    <body><![CDATA[After a certain age (perhaps 30?  perhaps as early as 20?), one probably shouldn't read too much of DH Lawrence's writing, or too little of it.  Now and again I return to his fiction, poetry, and essays either to reread something or take on a new work.  He's a unique, over-the-top, incantatory, powe...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/40091076">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the greyish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I picked up _The Fox_ from Vesoul's public library, which has a very limited and truly quirky selection of books in English. This version is an easy-reader version for non-native English speakers complete with vocabulary and illustrations! This now strikes me as bizarre because while technically it ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/80424235">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the greyish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[	D.H. Lawrence is D.H. Lawrence: this short novel pivots on a relationship triangle: two manless thirtyish women are barely making ends meet on their small farm when along comes a young soldier, grandson of the former owner, and since housing is very hard to find (the story is set just after WWI) th...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/63792826">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the greyish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[<br/>This is the third book I have read by D.H. Lawrence, and it was recommended to me by a friend who had no previous introduction to the author's work, and who had subsequently dismissed Lawrence as a misogynist. I should think my friend is very wrong. I felt that the book's length affected the d...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/13778332">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[For too long I have let my struggle to read Kangaroo put me off Lawrence's other novels. Thank goodness I joined a bookring for this book and have now been forcefully reminded of what a powerful writer he can be. This book is a small masterpiece. Yes, I did get frustrated with March and her dreamine...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/74477947">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the greyish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm stealing this:  Werebot<br/>11/17/07<br/>Werebot rated it: 2 of 5 stars<br/><br/>Read in May, 2007<br/>recommends it for: latent lesbians who enjoy being beaten over the head with a metaphor.<br/><br/>LOL! 3 stars was generous because I hated this book, its only redemption in my estimatio...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/61577500">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Read this again after 40 years.  Great.  Few stories do such a pure job of describinbg the stirring of desire. ]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[A taut masterpiece of savage sensuality by the celebrated author of Lady Chatterly's Lover and Women in Love]]>
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  <read_at>Thu Mar 27 05:20:49 -0700 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I liked this book a lot.  It was very easy to read, except I got confused about the setting a little bit.  There was a lot of mention of Canada and England, so I wasn't sure where they were half the time, but it didn't much matter to the story.  It's a story about the love between two man-less women...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/3166908">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[A dark short novel that you will remember. Reading this book reminds you how easy some writers' voices sound. The story is told with craft and soul, but flows out so simply. The tale itself is pretty misogynistic and has a horrifying twist. But, it works and though he sounds so hateful of women- som...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/25961200">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the greyish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Love's a bitch. Wait, no - a fox. An evil, evil fox.<br/><br/>Hmmm...<br/><br/>I don't quite know what to think of this book yet.  It certainly raises some key feminist issues.<br/><br/>And I'm not sure if I should like it as much as I did...<br/><br/>(three and a half stars)<br/>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[She took her gun again and went to look for the fox. For he had lifted his eyes upon her, and his knowing look seemed to have entered her brain. She did not so much think of him: she was possessed by him. She saw his dark, shrewd, unabashed eye looking into her, knowing her. She felt him invisibly master her spirit. She knew the way he lowered his chin as he looked up, she knew his muzzle, the golden brown, and the greyish white. And again she saw him glance over his shoulder at her, half inviting, half contemptuous and cunning.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Humans and animals almost get equal footing in Lawrence's work.  The drama of this short novel belongs to the lesbian couple.  But the Fox is what makes the story move forward.    Though I'm not thinking too straight right now.  ]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[He repeats himself repeats himself so much that I kept having to check that I wasn't reading the same line over and over.  Otherwise, good I guess.]]></body>
    
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