excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 144 (69 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 144 (69 words)
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We had dinner by candlelight. In a last dash of my stay I covered the jelly, and we drove to the station. And here I am. With a hundred cares and one hope, and my head whirling with anxiety, with simple joy, with a kind of derisive attention to the situation, with talk, with flowers, with the odd gaiety of an intrigue swept on by the music of Mozart... |
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