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Mrs. Dalloway, Virgina Woolf ( pp. 1, 4, 50, 72, 76)

"What a lark!...  Plunged into Burton"
A fine feather hat "how I like that hat."  Said Richard Dalloway 


"Clarisa was a positive an indescribable hush or pause; solemnity; an indescribable pause; a suspense." (4)- As below.

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"For having lived in Westminster how many years now? over twenty,-one feels in the midst of the traffic or walking at night". (76)  Traffic traffic seems to be a theme of death because all the -times it's mentioned a symbol of death comes afterward. On page 51-"From Finsbury Pavement the empty tomb. They had taken their vow. The traffic respected it". Solemnity was mentioned before this point also as "solemnity of the wreath" (a symbol of a circle).

Traffic 



                                                           

Verginia Wolf, Mrs Dolloway: pp. 50

Peter Walsh, coming down the stairs on the stroke of the hour.--Thinking and walking.
"Stroke tolled for death that surprised in the midst of life," Clarissa falling where she stood, in her drawing room. No! No! he cried.  She is not dead! I am not old he cried, and marched up Whitehall, as if there rolled up to him, vigorous, unending, his future..."The stroke tolled for death that surprised in the midst of life seems to be transparent as the theme of this book. The moment when...love was a loss. The strike also symbolizes Big Ben and all the times it is mentioned. (Photos of  Big Ben.)


Duke of Cambridge statue Whitehall

"He was not old, or set, or dried in the least. As for caring what they said of him--the Dalloways, the Whitebreads, and their set, he cared not a straw-not a straw (though it was true he would have, some time or other, to see whether Richard could't help him to some job). Striding, staring, he glared at the statue of the Duke of Cambridge (50).. Above. 



Peter Walsh, thinking about Clarissa--

-Somebody had written him a long gushing letter about "Blue Hydrangeas" It was seeing blue Hydrangeas that made him think of the old days--Sally Seton of course! (Verginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway pp.72).


 Perfect Gentlemen                                              

Have her from the Hughs and the Dalloways and all the other "perfect gentlemen." (Verginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway",  (p.75).

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