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[unhexed]

That's from In Memoriam. Isn't it?

There's nothing wrong with rambling.

[discanted]

And so it is. Perhaps it is my question, my very truest questions, why I must rely on that poetry which my nature has seen fit to detest altogether.

We find sympathy in even the most loathsome books.

[unhexed]

You seem to know a lot about poetry for someone who doesn't like it.

Tennyson would probably find that proof of a job well done. More of a Rilke girl, myself, though.

[discanted]

I would not injure my Masters, and least of all insult.

And yet do they not say German poetry is cold?

[unhexed]

I don't know who they are, precisely, but I'm going to have to disagree with them. Sad, maybe, that I'll concede of many of Rilke's works, but not cold.

[discanted]

And more of "they" would say that coldness and sadness are always the one and the same.

[unhexed]

We've really got to name some of these people.

Coldness makes me think of--I don't know, I suppose something lacking in humanity. There's not much that's more human than being sad, and sometimes that's just part of life.

[discanted]

Must we? And shall we? The lady may have her pick.

All corpses are sad, Madam.

[unhexed]

What's your name? I don't think I know it.

But still human, or at least not very far from it.

[discanted]

Marius, for now. Marius will do. If it pleases you.

[unhexed]

All right. I'm Wanda. I apologize if I'm argumentative, Marius; I guess I feel more strongly about German poetry than I initially thought.