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224 pages, Paperback
First published October 29, 2020
My blood was in a ferment, my heart ached so sweetly and absurdly; I was endlessly waiting for something, dreading something, filled with wonder and anticipation; my imagination fluttered and soared and returned to the same fancies over and again, like martins circling a bell tower at sunrise; I was dreamy and gloomy, and even wept; but through my very sorrows and tears, brought on perhaps by the music of a verse or a beautiful evening, there sprang up, like the fresh grass in springtime, a joyful sense of youth and burgeoning life.