Category: Essays, Letters & Speeches
Cricketers on village greens, haymakers in the evening sunshine, small boats that sail before the wind--all these create in me the illusion of Happiness, as if a land of cloudless pleasure, a piece of the old Golden World, were hidden, not (as poets have imagined), in far seas...
Cricketers on village greens, haymakers in the evening sunshine, small boats that sail before the wind--all these create in me the illusion of Happiness, as if a land of cloudle...
4. Chapter 4What is it, I have more than once asked myself, what is it that I am looking for in my walks about London? Sometimes it seems to me as if I were following a Bird, a bright Bird...
2. Chapter 21. Chapter 1