The Awakening

, she should in the first place have declined, and in the second place have fol

dawn dimly within her,-the light

to dreams, to thoughtfulness, to the shadowy anguish which had

ions as an individual to the world within and about her. This may seem like a ponderous weight of wisdom to descend upon the

vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us

moring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in aby

The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfol