MOMENTS OF QUIETUDE

Have you ever wished that you might suddenly be transported to some quiet, peaceful haven, perhaps beside a rippling river or on a mountaintop? Are you yearning for a respite from the humdrum of daily routine, reiterating the familiar words of the poet:

Oh for a lodge in some vast wildness,Some boundless contiguity of shade,Where rumour of oppression and deceit,Of unsuccessful or successful war,Might never reach me more."

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