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"We are now about to rise, like whales, from this long dive"

Posted on January 10, 2020 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2192.] To Edward L. Burlingame [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 169-71] Schooner Equator, at sea, Wednesday, 4th … Continue reading →

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We are here not to make, but to tread predestined pathways; we are the foam of a wave

Posted on December 17, 2015 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 4, 1159.] To his father [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 175-177] La Solitude, Hyères, 12th October 1883 My … Continue reading →

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Looking forward through the clouds to the sunburst

Posted on November 28, 2015 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 4, 1140.] To William Ernest Henley [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 157-161] La Solitude, Hyères, September 19, 1883 Dear boy, … Continue reading →

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I am now all alone in Monterey, a real inhabitant

Posted on November 12, 2014 by mafalda

The French doctor, Dr. J.P.E. Heintz, lodged at the ‘French House’, Monterey, a rough rooming-house run by his mother-in-law. RLS took meals at the doctor’s house and when he became ill, Dr and Mrs Heintz took him in and nursed … Continue reading →

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"We are now about to rise, like whales, from this long dive"

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We are here not to make, but to tread predestined pathways; we are the foam of a wave

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Looking forward through the clouds to the sunburst

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I am now all alone in Monterey, a real inhabitant

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