To one who has been long in city pent,
'Tis very sweet to look into the fair
And open face of heaven, - to breathe a prayer
Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
~ John Keats, Sonnet XIV
Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass
and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to
be fully happy
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