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