For in their hearts doth Nature stir them so,
Then people long on pilgrimage to go.
And palmers to be seeking foreign strands,
To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands.Chaucer: Canterbury Tales. I THE LONGING
Then people long on pilgrimage to go.
And palmers to be seeking foreign strands,
To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands.Chaucer: Canterbury Tales. I THE LONGING
Orange begonias in upper bowl of my fountain. Blessings.
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