He remembered it well — the scrabbly coloured boats, drawn on to the shingle, painted and chipped with religious legends, the big kerosene lamps, the black nets.
But one cannot prescind from humanity. There can be no renewal of our relationship with nature without a renewal of humanity itself.
to rouse a deer or other animal of the chase
Thy brother’s blood the thirsty earth hath drunk, Broach’d with the steely point of Clifford’s lance[…]
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