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William Plomer’s <i>Turbott Wolfe</i>: an Anatomy


Gareth Cornwell

Abstract

There the passions cramped no longer shall have scope and breathing space;
I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
– Tennyson, “Locksley Hall” (1842)

The text is (should be) that uninhibited person who shows his behind to the Political Father.
– Roland Barthes, The Pleasure of the Text (53)


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eISSN: 2071-7474
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