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        "For the great plateful of blue water was before her; the hoary Lighthouse, distant, austere, in the midst; on the right, as far as the eye could see, fading and falling, in soft low pleats, the green sand dunes with the wild flowing grasses on them, which always seemed to be running away into some moon country, uninhabited of men.
        That was the view, she said, stopping, growing greyer-eyed, that her husband loved."

The Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf