I love a public path: few sights there are
That please me more - such object has had power
O'er my imagination since the dawn
Of childhood, when its disappearing line
Seen daily afar off, on one bare steep
Beyond the limits which my feet had trod,
Was like a guide into eternity,
At least to things unknown and without bound.
Wordsworth
Wednesday, August 29, 2018
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