1912. Illustrated. The book begins: The Poet lay out on the sands with head on elbow, attentive to the sea; the girl's shadow fell over him softly from behind. For awhile he did not raise his eyes, having already said: No, thank you, to a photographer with stained fingers, and a girl tugging a great basket of pears. He studied, not without amusement, the irresolute shadow cast diagonally across him; noted its sex, divined the favor difficult of formulation,...
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