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In this case from her second - and under-rated - novel A Note in Music (1930):
Beauty is a visitor, coming without warning, transforming for an hour, a day - sometimes for longer; crumbling at a breath, vanished again.
Miss Lehmann was writing here about the countryside, but this certainly speaks to me in another connexion.
Until the next time.
Why this Blog?
A place where I can lament the changing times; for eccentric comments on current affairs and for unfashionable views, expressed I hope, in cogent style; also occasional cris de coeur largely concerned, I regret to say, with myself.
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