No More Learning
One morn we stroll'd on our dry walk,
Our quiet house all full in view,
And held such
intermitted
talk
As we are wont to do.
Coleridge - Lyrical Ballads
One morn we stroll'd on our dry walk,
Our quiet house all full in view,
And held such
intermitted
talk
As we are wont to do.
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