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Sunday morning, 7th September 2014, Midsummer

Took a walk in the fields, saw an old wood-stile taken away from a favourite spot which it had occupied all my life. The posts were overgrown with ivy and it seem'd so akin to nature and the spot where it stood as tho' it had taken on a lease for an undisturb'd existence. It hurt me to see it was gone. 

John Clare, 1824