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Side 24
No gull.cry , no sound of porpoise , Sand as of malachite , and no cold there , the light not of the sun . 66 There , in the forest of marble , the stone trees out of waterthe arbours of stone marble leaf , over leaf , 66 XVIII and XIX ...
No gull.cry , no sound of porpoise , Sand as of malachite , and no cold there , the light not of the sun . 66 There , in the forest of marble , the stone trees out of waterthe arbours of stone marble leaf , over leaf , 66 XVIII and XIX ...
Side 17
Turning away , turning the head away , turning around and away from the men and staring ahead into the blackness and the queer butterfly feeling rising and rising and everything pressing down down and down and no sound but the faint ...
Turning away , turning the head away , turning around and away from the men and staring ahead into the blackness and the queer butterfly feeling rising and rising and everything pressing down down and down and no sound but the faint ...
Side 43
The sound seemed so bare and fragile , yet it was capable of possessing the great silent expanse of the station . I'm going back . I've got to go back . I can't leave her . He began walking deliberately towards the gate .
The sound seemed so bare and fragile , yet it was capable of possessing the great silent expanse of the station . I'm going back . I've got to go back . I can't leave her . He began walking deliberately towards the gate .
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