excerpt from 'The diary of Virginia Woolf. Vol.2, 1920-1924' pp. 178 (96 words)
excerpt from 'The diary of Virginia Woolf. Vol.2, 1920-1924' pp. 178 (96 words)
part of | |
---|---|
original language | |
in pages | 178 |
type | |
encoded value |
We have seen a great many people. Roger's lectures provide a rendezvous. Eliot dined last Sunday & read his poem. He sang it & chanted it rhythmed it. It has great beauty & force of phrase: symmetry; & tensity. What connects it together, I'm not so sure. But he read till he had to rush - letters to write about the London Magazine - & discussion thus was curtailed. One was left, however, with some strong emotion. The Waste Land it is called; & Mary Hutch, who has heard it more quietly, interprets it to be Tom's autobiography - a melancholy one. |
appears in search results as | excerpt from 'The diary of Virginia Woolf. Vol.2, 1920-1924' pp. 178 (96 words) |
reported in source | |
---|---|
documented in |