[Y]et have I carried myſelf towards thee in ſuch fanciful guiſe of careleſs diſport, that right ſore am I aſhamed now to entreat thy lenity ſeriouſly— […]
Another gunshot popped overhead. Joel screamed, waiting for the pain. Two for flinching, a voice said.
Two for flinching,
fol. 66 b l. 13 the letters under erasure were something like cacis.
... on the other hand, they were encouraged to autobiographicalize traditional fictive forms, as Dickinson did when she turned hymns into monodramas. These crossings between autobiography and the fictive were regulated by the strong[…]
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