"There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes..." Lord Byron (1788 - 1824) A good friend sent me these lines from Byron's Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, which captured what I tried to say by opening my readings of Blue Sky, Red Canoe with "Go placidly amid the noise and haste..." Comments are closed.
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