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Round the Corner

XXXIV NUNC DIMITTIS SERVUM TUUM, DOMINE

Word Count: 1305    |    Released on: 17/11/2017

eyes have seen Thy

THE SONG

futility of thought and discarde

nd delphiniums and tall hollyhocks and all home

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“Being of such a strange temper and vision that when I aim my pen at a man I am as likely as not to hit his grandfather, I have in this instance endeavoured to forestall the treachery of my faculties and to go straight for the grandfather, though my interest is centred in the man. In a sense I have written his life as it was long before he was born, when he was nothing more than a growing presentiment. I have found it instructive and entertaining to observe and follow the evolution of the material, moral, and intellectual atmosphere which was to bear on him first of all through his mother’s mind, and then through his own senses as soon as his life was separated from hers.”