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Monday, September 20, 2010
Vacant Musing
William Wordsworth, The Prelude 1.252-256:
Ah! better far than this, to stray about Voluptuously through fields and rural walks, And ask no record of the hours, resigned To vacant musing, unreproved neglect Of all things, and deliberate holiday.