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And in the sunlit spaces of the weald and in the wold's dark places, afar from the music of cities and from the dance of the cities afar, they make there the music of the country places and dance the country dance. AND IN THE SUNLIT SPACES OF THE WIELD AND IN THE WORLD'S DARK PLACES AFAR FROM THE MUSIC OF CITIES AND FROM THE DANCE OF THE CITIES AFAR THEY MAKE THERE THE MUSIC OF THE COUNTRY PLACES AND DANCE THE COUNTRY DANCE
 is the night, are kept in the south by the boundary of magic. And very small are all their pleasant cities, and all men are known to one another therein, and bless one another by name as they meet in the streets. And they have a broad, green way in every city that comes in out of some vale or wood or downland, and wanders in and out about the city between the houses and across the streets, and the people walk along it never at all, but every year at her appointed time Spring walks along it from the flowery lands, causing the anemone to bloom on the green way and all the early joys of hidden woods, or deep, secluded vales, or triumphant downlands, whose heads lift up so proudly, far up aloof from cities. Sometimes waggoners or shepherds walk along this way, they that have come into the city from over cloudy ridges, and the townsmen hinder them not, for there is a tread that troubleth the grass and a tread that troubleth it not, and each man in his own heart knoweth which tread he hath. ND GHOSTS WHOSE HIGHWAYS THE NIGHT ARE KEPT IN THE SOUTH BY THE BOUNDARY OF MAGIC AND VERY SMALL ARE ALL THEIR PLEASANT CITIES AND ALL MEN ARE KNOWN TO ONE ANOTHER THEREIN AND BLESS ONE ANOTHER BY NAME AS THEY MEET IN THE STREETS AND THEY HAVE A BROAD GREEN WAY IN EVERY CITY THAT COMES IN OUT OF SOME VALE OR WOOD OR DOWNLAND AND WANDERS IN AND OUT ABOUT THE CITY BETWEEN THE HOUSES AND ACROSS THE STREETS AND THE PEOPLE WALK ALONG IT NEVER AT ALL BUT EVERY YEAR AT HER APPOINTED TIME SPRING WALKS ALONG IT FROM THE FLOWERY LANDS CAUSING THE ANEMONE TO BLOOM ON THE GREEN WAY AND ALL THE EARLY JOYS OF HIDDEN WOODS OR DEEP SECLUDED VALES OR TRIUMPHANT DOWNLANDS WHOSE HEADS LIFT UP SO PROUDLY FAR UP ALOOF FROM CITIES SOMETIMES WAGGONERS OR SHEPHERDS WALK ALONG THIS WAY THEY THAT HAVE COME INTO THE CITY FROM OVER CLOUDY RIDGES AND THE TOWNSMEN HINDER THEM NOT FOR THERE IS A TREAD THAT TROUBLETH THE GRASS AND A TREAD THAT TROUBLETH IT NOT AND EACH MAN IN HIS OWN HEART KNOWETH WHICH TREAD HE HATH
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