The Wind in The Willows

by Kenneth Grahame

'So beautiful and strange and new. Since it was to end so soon, I almost wish I had never heard it. For it has roused a longing in me that is pain, and nothing seems worth while but just to hear that sound once more and go on listening to it for ever.

to-day, the unseen was everything, the unknown the only real fact of life.

'And you, you will come too, young brother; for the days pass, and never return, and the South still waits for you.