I have said nothing yet of our getting on among the loose stones large and small sometimes one two sometimes on three, sometimes four legs – sometimes two and stick, sometimes three and stick, then four again, then two, then a jump, so that we kept ringing changes on foot, hand, Stick…’
To Tom Keats, 3 August 1818
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‘Where are the songs of spring? Ay, where are they?’
John Keats
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