[Memoirs of Arthur Hamilton, B. A. Of Trinity College, Cambridge by Arthur Christopher Benson]@TWC D-Link bookMemoirs of Arthur Hamilton, B. A. Of Trinity College, Cambridge CHAPTER XII 16/51
The signs of spring are a deep and constant joy to me.
I can lie down by the stream, and watch the water flowing and the flowers bending and stirring and the animals that run busily about, and be absolutely absorbed, without a thought of myself or even other people.
This I never could do before, and it has been sent me, I often think, as a kind of alleviation.
I have had it ever since I settled here at Tredennis; and altogether I feel the stronger and the more content for all this suffering and the inevitable end, which can not be far off.
No; I wouldn't change, even with you, my dear Chris, or even with Edward"-- as that superb piece of physical vitality crossed the lawn. "When I first came," he told me, "quite at first, I seemed to have lost my hold of nature--to be discordant and out of joint with her. On those bright still mornings we so often have here in the early summer, I seemed to be only a sad spectator, not a part of it all. The sunset over the hills there, and the deliberate red glow of the creek, all seemed to mock me.
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