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1. Is the shape all light a part or agent of the Shape on the chariot? Is Life life itself or just a usurping illusion? Can the divine fire defeat Life? Can Life be escaped only through death? Has anyone ever escaped back to the fountains and caves? Does the morn represent individual or historical youth? Could the chariot and attendant crowd get somewhere meaningful if the driver were unblinded? Will Shelley join the crowd and unhood the Shape? If the life before and after this life is a Hell, and the divine fire urges us back to it, does not that make our own divine spark evil? Is Shelley giving up hope in beauty, reform, peace, altruism, poetry, love and/or life? Can Shelley possibly be capable of writing passages as beautiful as the opening lines and Rousseau's vision, only as prologue to condemnation of all beauty whatsoever as a snare? Is there anything in the world scarier than the passage of the peeling masks after the twentieth reading?

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As dependent ambiguities multiply it feels more and more like an unsolvable Infocom game. What a fool I am to choose to write on this. But what a foolish, cheap essay Paul de Man wrote.