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& raising it ?& again to there musing with her
a ben a mourning lam10 [profoundly & benignantly]11 the doubtful la
as if she lamented the doom which drowned the earth &
extinguished its lights, & of all the ships, &the towns, the houses left
nothing. Yet if there is no soul, & the day is all, why should
we, escaped from the house, & pacing the beach, imagine robes
.down flowing down, & eyes with the lids compassionately lowered, as
if the presence regarded as if to behold ourthe sufferings on earth?
And why ,then, imagine, pacing the beach, how the & letting
words escape on the wind, how like a the wind answers, &
the wind says comforts, & blows back the assurance that
the wind too has care thought of us, & comes along the down on a
beach12, & strides across the bay, with the warmth of a friend?
& seizes usthe wind on its arm opens its arms? The sea, too,
which then flows Or is there any answer in the sea,
when we ask it to assure us when we wrap us about in its
beauty; & let flow from our shoulders its purple, & dive
or does it not suffocate or none, & is it only fearing, trembling,
hoping that we spin from our the purple robes terror clothing to cover these forces
which remain ho untamed? Did they not all seize & waken
     13If anyone asleep that night, at the Ramsays, -- either Mr.
Carmichael in his ap or Paul, or Paul, or Mr. Carmichael for
example, had Nothing stirred in bedroom or sitting
the drawing room, or in the dining room.
Did the tumble & the battering, the soul[???]14
drench & darkness of the sea, & the wind & the rain, & the
night the mindless
 warfare, the
 soulless
 bludgeoning nobody moved, not
     Nothing stirred in the drawing room or in the dining room.
& s &, what w but owing to the old hinges, & faded
shrunken sea moistened woodwork, which warped
wet one winter shrankdried & in the summer, certain winds
airs detached from the main body of the wind, ventured
into the house. In the It was not wild, though Almost
one might imagine an breath questioning, wondering, as
they gently attempted the [?]ti falling hanging wall paper:

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