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But what was she dreaming as she looked into Hatchards' shop
window? What was she trying to recover? What images of white
dawn in the country, as she read in the book spread open:
 
Fear no more the leat O' the sun
Nor the furious winter's rages.
 
This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all,
all men and women, a well of tears. Tears and sorrows
courage and endurance a perfectly upright and social bearing.
 
-----------------------------  Virginia Woolf <Mrs. Dalloway>