A somewhat random,
and occasionally entertaining
"First, we feel it stirring
within us, a sweet unrest; then back come the recollections
one by one, like homing pidgeons. They flutter through our
dreams at night, they fly with us in our wheeling and
circlings by day. We hunger to inquire of each other, to
compare notes and assure ourselves that it was all really
true, as one by one the scents and sounds and names of
long-forgotten places come gradually back and beckon us...
"And you, you will come too, young brother; for the days pass, and never return, and the South still waits for you. Take the Adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! 'Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of the old life and into the new!"
The Wind in the Willows