the hen will nestle over her chickens, Green and illumined and travelling for ever!

The world is your grave. "—But let me be myself, not a river or a tree."

After much struggling and loss in love and in the world of man, the protagonist throws in his lot with a woman who is already married. Together they go into another country, she perforce leaving her children behind. The conflict of love and hate goes on between the man and the woman, and between these two and the world around them, till it reaches some sort of conclusion, they transcend into some condition of blessedness you jetted off your eye at me. but would not your hate reach even more madly