Mrs. Dalloway

Woolf, Virginia

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Persistent identifier:: 1587379186465

Title:: Mrs. Dalloway

Author:: Woolf, Virginia

Publisher:: Chatto and Windus

Place of publication:: London

Year of publication:: 1968

Extent:: 213 S.

Language:: english

Structure type:: Monograph

Physical location:: Bibliothek der Institut für Linguistik und Literaturwissenschaft, Universität Stuttgart

Shelfmark:: VEN7--WOO2/8

License:: https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/mark/1.0/deed.de

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Title:: Mrs. Dalloway

Structure type:: Chapter

MRS. DALLOWAY way, but still not a positive imbecile as Peter made out; not a mere barber’s block. When his old mother wanted him to give up shooting or to take her to Bath he did it, without a word; he was really unselfish, and as for saying, as Peter did, that he had no heart, no brain, nothing but the manners and breeding of an English gentleman, that was only her dear Peter at his worst; and he could be intolerable; he could be im- possible; but adorable to walk with on a morning like this. (June had drawn out every leaf on the trees. The mothers of Pimlico gave suck to their young. Messages were passing from the Fleet to the Admiralty. Arling- ton Strect and Piccadilly seemed to chafe the very air in the Park and lift its leaves hotly, brilliantly, on waves of that divine vitality which Clarissa loved. To dance, to ride, she had adored all that.) For they might be parted for hundreds of years, she and Peter; she never wrote a letter and his were dry sticks; but suddenly it would come over her, if he were with me now what would he say P—some days, some sights bringing him back to her calmly, without the old bitterness; which perhaps was the reward of having cared for people; they came back in the middle of St. James's Park on a fine morning—indeed they did. But Peter—however beautiful the day might be, and the trees and the grass, and the little girl in pink— Peter never saw a thing of all that. He would put on his spectacles, if she told him to; he would look. It was the state of the world that interested him; Wagner, Pope’s poetry, people’s characters eternally, and the defects of her own soul. How he scolded her! How they argued! She would marry a Prime Minister and stand at the top of a staircase; the perfect hostess he 0

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