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kiss. And he had to come in to her at once, to enter the<br />
peace on earth of her soft, quiescent body. It was the moment<br />
of pure peace for him, the entry into the body of the<br />
woman.<br />
She lay still, in a kind of sleep, always in a kind of<br />
.sleep. The activity, the orgasm was his, all his, she could<br />
strive for herself no more. Even the tightness of his arms<br />
round her, even the intense movement of his body, and the<br />
springing of his seed in her, was a kind of sleep, from<br />
which she did not begin to rouse till he had finished and<br />
lay softly panting against her breast,”(LCL 120)<br />
Despite the sweet tenderness of the first contact and the<br />
peace which is only possible through fulfilment, the vision is.<br />
that of an unsatisfied female; “the orgasm was his, all his,”<br />
Her sensations and her reasons are really unutterable. Later on<br />
her erotic performance reaches a worse conditions<br />
uAnd this time the sharp ecstasy of her own passion did<br />
not overcome her; she lay with her hands inert on his striving<br />
body, and do what she might, her spirit seemed to look<br />
on from the top of her head, and the butting of his haunches<br />
seemed ridiculous to her, and the sort of anxiety of<br />
his penis to come to its little evacuating crisis seemed<br />
farcical. Yes, this was love, this ridiculous bouncing of<br />
the buttocks, and the wilting of the poor, insignificant,<br />
moist little penis. This was the divine love I After all,<br />
the moderns were right when they felt contempt for the performance;<br />
for it was a performance. It was quite true, as<br />
some poets said, that the God who created man must have had<br />
a sinister sense of humor, creating him a reasonable being,<br />
yet forcing him to take this ridiculous posture, and driving<br />
him with blind craving for this ridiculous performance.<br />
Even a Maupassant found it a humiliating anti-climax. Men<br />
despised the sexual intercourse, and yet did it.<br />
Cold and derisive, her queer female mind stood apart,<br />
and though she lay perfectly still, her impulse was to