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“... The sea inspects its minutiae, rotating with an equal indulgence plastic, bladder wrack, eel-grass rejects nefarious oil-slicks, birling them up to the selvedge of high tide, relinquishing coral topaz, amber, jade; resumes its proper office of rolling dead sailors, cold engines over and over in its green looms, with the nonchalance of neutrality; it observes at one remove the blistering shipwreck, the shot face; like Switzerland, never taking sides in important quarrels; but revolving with an impartial forbearance Seemann and matelot the bones of Kapitanleutnant and Commander crafting them with a lapidary talent, as it crafts other pebbles ...”

“... I was almost there, almost lived it, That childhood under the elms echoing With laughter ... Rosamund Stanhope enjoys piling up terms from scientific lexicons, such as those of botany and astronomy, and summoning up recondite or archaic words like alkahest, padusoy and whigmaleerie. This sometimes recalls the arcane accumulations at the start of ...”