Aralık 23, 2024

TRAVELLING

Travelling

This is the spot:-how mildly does the sun
Shine in between the fading leaves! the air
In the habitual silence of this wood
Is more than silent: and this bed of heath,
Where shall we find so sweet a resting-place?
Come!-let me see thee sink into a dream
Of quiet thoughts,-protracted till thine eye
Be calm as water when the winds are gone
And no one can tell whither.-my sweet friend!
We two have had such happy hours together
That my heart melts in me to think of it.

William Wordsworth

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