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Crossing the water

 
dc.contributor Butler, Chris
dc.contributor.author Plath, Sylvia
dc.coverage.placeName London
dc.date.accessioned 2018-07-27
dc.date.accessioned 2019-07-04T09:56:00Z
dc.date.available 2019-07-04T09:56:00Z
dc.date.created 1971
dc.date.issued 1992-03-12
dc.identifier ota:1635
dc.identifier.citation http://purl.ox.ac.uk/ota/1635
dc.identifier.uri http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.12024/1635
dc.description.abstract SGML-tagged version of Text 111
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dc.language English
dc.language.iso eng
dc.publisher University of Oxford
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dc.title Crossing the water
dc.type Text
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files.count 2
otaterms.date.range 1900-1999

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<Text id=PlaCros> <Author>Plath, Sylvia</Author> <Title>Crossing the Water</Title> <Edition>London: Faber and Faber, 1971</Edition> <Date>1960-1961</Date> <body> <loc><locdoc>PlaCros11</locdoc><milestone n=11> <div0><div0.title>Wuthering Heights</div0.title> <div1 type=stanza n=1> <l>The horizons ring me like faggots,</l> <l>Tilted and disparate, and always unstable.</l> <l>Touched by a match, they might warm me,</l> <l>And their fine lines singe</l> <l>The air to orange</l> <l>Before the distances they pin evaporate,</l> <l>Weighting the pale sky with a solider colour.</l> <l>But they only dissolve and dissolve</l> <l>Like a series of promises, as I step forward.</l> </div1><div1 type=stanza n=2> <l>There is no life higher than the grasstops</l> <l>Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind</l> <l>Pours by like destiny, bending</l> <l>Everything in one direction.</l> <l>I can feel it trying</l> <l>If I pay the roots of the heather</l> <l>Too close attention, they will invite me</l> <l>To wh . . .

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