"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

08 October 2014

Remember.

Volkov, Early Morning, undated


Once on the brow of yonder Hill I stopped, 
While I was yet a School-boy (of what age
I cannot well remember, but the hour
I well remember though the year be gone), 
And with a sudden influx overcome
At sight of this seclusion, I forgot 
My haste – for hasty had my footsteps been, 
As boyish my pursuits – [and sighing said],
‘What happy fortune were it here to live!’

William Wordsworth, from "Home at Grasmere"

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