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William Hazlitt, On Going a Journey

William Hazlitt

William Hazlitt

 

"Give me the clear blue sky above my head, and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner – and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths.''

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