Through her, in microcosm, the wide earth sobbed. The starglobe sank in her; the colours faded. The death-dew … - Mervyn Peake

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I like classical music of the late 19th and early 20th centuries, and I adore Bach above all.

Mervyn Peake

Through her, in microcosm, the wide earth sobbed. The starglobe sank in her; the colours faded. The death-dew rose and the wild birds in her breast climbed to her throat and gathered songless, hovering, all tumult, wing to wing, so ardent for those climes where all things end.

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