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Night and Day Virginia Woolf Chapter 28

Night and Day Virginia Woolf Chapter 28 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nâng cao chuyên ngành văn chương. Nhằm giúp các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | Night and Day Virginia Woolf Chapter 28 Like a strain of music the effect of Katharine s presence slowly died from the room in which Ralph sat alone. The music had ceased in the rapture of its melody. He strained to catch the faintest lingering echoes for a moment the memory lulled him into peace but soon it failed and he paced the room so hungry for the sound to come again that he was conscious of no other desire left in life. She had gone without speaking abruptly a chasm had been cut in his course down which the tide of his being plunged in disorder fell upon rocks flung itself to destruction. The distress had an effect of physical ruin and disaster. He trembled he was white he felt exhausted as if by a great physical effort. He sank at last into a chair standing opposite her empty one and marked mechanically with his eye upon the clock how she went farther and farther from him was home now and now doubtless again with Rodney. But it was long before he could realize these facts the immense desire for her presence churned his senses into foam into froth into a haze of emotion that removed all facts from his grasp and gave him a strange sense of distance even from the material shapes of wall and window by which he was surrounded. The prospect of the future now that the strength of his passion was revealed to him appalled him. The marriage would take place in September she had said that allowed him then six full months in which to undergo these terrible extremes of emotion. Six months of torture and after that the silence of the grave the isolation of the insane the exile of the damned at best a life from which the chief good was knowingly and for ever excluded. An impartial judge might have assured him that his chief hope of recovery lay in this mystic temper which identified a living woman with much that no human beings long possess in the eyes of each other she would pass and the desire for her vanish but his belief in what she stood for detached from her would