“The colonel, poor devil-we knew him afterwards-is now dead. It is strange that he is dead. There is something repulsive to me in the thought of him lying dead: such a humiliating, somehow degraded corpse. Death has no beauty in Italy, unless it be violent. The death of a man or woman through sickness isContinue reading “RKS Literature: Violent and Beautiful Death in Italy (D.H. Lawrence)”
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