excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 17 (48 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 17 (48 words)
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There was a wireless in the restaurant, and we listened to a very good Blues. I thought how close the analogy is between Jazz and plainsong: both so anonymous, so curiously restricted and conventionalised, so perfectly adapted to their metiers, both flowing with a kind of devout anonymity. |
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