Un fragmento de Miss Dalloway....
"Quiet descended on her,
Calm, content, as her needle,
Drawing the silk smoothly
To its gentle pause,
Collected the green folds together
And attached them, very lightly,
To the belt.
So on a summer’s day
Waves collect, overbalance,
And fall;
Collect and fall;
And the whole world seems to be saying
“That is all”
More and more ponderously,
Until even the heart in the body
Which lies in the sun on the beach
Says too, That is all"
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