346.
The wind tugged at the wild grass growing from
cracks in the wall and at the hen's downy feathers,
which floated out horizontally to their full extent
with the unresisting submissiveness of light and
lifeless things.
cracks in the wall and at the hen's downy feathers,
which floated out horizontally to their full extent
with the unresisting submissiveness of light and
lifeless things.
{Marcel Proust, Swann's Way}
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