Vera Brittain
Born
in Newcastle-under-Lyme, Staffordshire, England
December 29, 1893
Died
March 29, 1970
Genre
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Testament of Youth
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91 editions
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published
1933
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Testament of Friendship
24 editions
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published
1940
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Testament of Experience
18 editions
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published
1957
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Chronicle of Youth: The War Diary, 1913-1917
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13 editions
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published
1981
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Because You Died: Poetry and Prose of the First World War and After
9 editions
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published
2008
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England's Hour
22 editions
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published
1941
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The Dark Tide
8 editions
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published
1923
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Verses of a V.A.D.
21 editions
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published
2014
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Honourable Estate
8 editions
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published
1936
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Testament of a Generation: The Journalism of Vera Brittain and Winifred Holtby
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2 editions
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published
1985
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“There is an abiding beauty which may be appreciated by those who will see things as they are and who will ask for no reward except to see.”
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“Perhaps ...
To R.A.L.
Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel one more I do not live in vain,
Although bereft of you.
Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet,
Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have passed away.
Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses once again be fair,
And autumn harvest fields a rich delight,
Although You are not there.
But though kind Time may many joys renew,
There is one greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my heart for loss of You
Was broken, long ago.”
― Testament of Youth
To R.A.L.
Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel one more I do not live in vain,
Although bereft of you.
Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet,
Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have passed away.
Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses once again be fair,
And autumn harvest fields a rich delight,
Although You are not there.
But though kind Time may many joys renew,
There is one greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my heart for loss of You
Was broken, long ago.”
― Testament of Youth
“There seemed to be nothing left in the world, for I felt that Roland had taken with him all my future and Edward all my past.”
― Testament of Youth
― Testament of Youth
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