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1734124Artists and Arabshttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/artists-and-arabs-1/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/1372263/ecad21d0-f85f-4f2f-a701-31fabf1c71ba.jpg?v=6383379726065300005858MXNIsmael GhanizadehInStock/Ebooks/<p><em><strong>From the Tweed to the Shetland Isles, they were thick upon the hills; in every nook and corner of England, amongst the cornfields and upon the lakes; in the valleys and torrent beds of Wales, the cry was still they come.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>On the continent, both artists and amateurs were everywhere. Smith toiling across the Campagna with the thermometer at 95 (his reward a quiet pipe at the café Greco when the sun goes down) is but a counterpart of a hundred other Smiths scattered abroad. In the galleries of Florence and Rome no more easels could be admitted, and in Switzerland and Savoy the little white tents and sun-umbrellas glistened on the mountain side. Brown might be seen rattling down an arrte from the Flegére, with his matériel swung across his back, like a carpenters basket, after a hard days work sketching the Aiguilles that tower above the valley of Chamounix; and Jones, with his little wife beside him, sitting under the deep shade of the beech-trees in the valley of Sixt.</strong></em></p>...1707051Artists and Arabs5858https://www.gandhi.com.mx/artists-and-arabs-1/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/1372263/ecad21d0-f85f-4f2f-a701-31fabf1c71ba.jpg?v=638337972606530000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20181230002509839_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_<p><em><strong>From the Tweed to the Shetland Isles, they were thick upon the hills; in every nook and corner of England, amongst the cornfields and upon the lakes; in the valleys and torrent beds of Wales, the cry was still they come.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>On the continent, both artists and amateurs were everywhere. Smith toiling across the Campagna with the thermometer at 95 (his reward a quiet pipe at the café Greco when the sun goes down) is but a counterpart of a hundred other Smiths scattered abroad. In the galleries of Florence and Rome no more easels could be admitted, and in Switzerland and Savoy the little white tents and sun-umbrellas glistened on the mountain side. Brown might be seen rattling down an arrte from the Flegére, with his matériel swung across his back, like a carpenters basket, after a hard days work sketching the Aiguilles that tower above the valley of Chamounix; and Jones, with his little wife beside him, sitting under the deep shade of the beech-trees in the valley of Sixt.</strong></em></p>(*_*)1230002509839_<p><em><strong>From the Tweed to the Shetland Isles, they were thick upon the hills; in every nook and corner of England, amongst the cornfields and upon the lakes; in the valleys and torrent beds of Wales, the cry was still they come.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>On the continent, both artists and amateurs were everywhere. Smith toiling across the Campagna with the thermometer at 95 (his reward a quiet pipe at the café Greco when the sun goes down) is but a counterpart of a hundred other Smiths scattered abroad. In the galleries of Florence and Rome no more easels could be admitted, and in Switzerland and Savoy the little white tents and sun-umbrellas glistened on the mountain side. Brown might be seen rattling down an arrte from the Flegére, with his matériel swung across his back, like a carpenters basket, after a hard days work sketching the Aiguilles that tower above the valley of Chamounix; and Jones, with his little wife beside him, sitting under the deep shade of the beech-trees in the valley of Sixt.</strong></em></p>...1230002509839_Ismael Ghanizadehlibro_electonico_a2382186-5432-3d06-83d5-e9258a3cc15b_1230002509839;1230002509839_1230002509839Henry BlackburnInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/45cdf0e4-4ad3-47d3-8066-78bcdebd09f9-epub-fdd093c6-346e-4ad8-894d-adedd809f182.epub2018-08-29T00:00:00+00:00Ismael Ghanizadeh