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EVERY SO OFTEN, I like to skip through web sites and just read, one linking to another, almost effortlessly learning about one thing, then another, then another,  Some blogs are like that internally too, the writer starting with "I was going out for a walk on the hearth that afternoon, with the wind rising on the fall afternoon, looking much like Constable's Hay Wain ..."

... and ending with some reference to Blake's Introduction to Songs of Experience:

Hear the voice of the Bard!

Who Present, Past and Future sees:

Whose ears have heard

The Holy Word

That walk'd among the ancient trees.

The erudition is reassuring and the pace is wonderful among the eternal images of nature.