Private courts, / Gloomy as coffins, and unsightly lanes / Thrilled by some female vendor’s scream, belike / The very shrillest of all London cries, / May then entangle our impatient steps; / Conducted through those labyrinths, unawares, / To privileged regions and inviolate, / Where from their airy lodges studious lawyers / Look out on waters, walks, and gardens green.
William Wordsworth (1779-1850), The Prelude
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Sounds like not that much has changed. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
No golden daffodils though!
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