But this is poetry , not that wretched , miserable trash in which everything revolves around ridiculousness and nonsense .
He despairs and in his despair plunges to the bottom of the sea and remains there , but Agnes imagines that he only wanted to deceive her .
This is poetry , not that wretched , miserable trash in which everything revolves around ridiculousness and nonsense .
He despairs and in his despair plunges to the bottom of the sea and remains there , but Agnes imagines that he only wanted to deceive her .