An exaltation of larks.
Sunday April 22, 2007
A little later, remembering man’s earthly origin, “dust thou art and to dust thou shalt return,” they liked to fancy themselves bubbles of earth. When alone in the fields, with no one to see them, they would hop, skip, and jump, touching the ground as lightly as possible and crying, “We are bubbles of earth! Bubbles of earth! Bubbles of Earth!”
—Flora Thompson, Lark Rise to Candleford
Did you actually read Lark Rise, or did you get this from Crowley’s Little, Big (which somehow seems more your style)?
— Jenny/Selena Sep 17, 08:05 PM #
The latter, of course. You are wise in the ways of Urfés.
— Nicholas Urfé Jan 1, 12:01 PM #