. In the forest of Arden. that everybody who loved the placehad been born there, and that this factexplained the home feeling which cameto one the instant he set foot withinthe Forest. It is, in fact, the only place |i|^i|f|I have known which seemed to belong hUS^to me and to everybody else at thesame time; in which I felt no alieninfluence. In our own home I hadsomething of the same feeling, butwhen I looked from a window or setfoot from a door I was instantly op-pressed with a sense of foreign owner-ship. In the great world how littlecould I call my own! Only a fewfeet of soil out of the mea
. In the forest of Arden. that everybody who loved the placehad been born there, and that this factexplained the home feeling which cameto one the instant he set foot withinthe Forest. It is, in fact, the only place |i|^i|f|I have known which seemed to belong hUS^to me and to everybody else at thesame time; in which I felt no alieninfluence. In our own home I hadsomething of the same feeling, butwhen I looked from a window or setfoot from a door I was instantly op-pressed with a sense of foreign owner-ship. In the great world how littlecould I call my own! Only a fewfeet of soil out of the measureless land-scape; only a few trees and flowersout of all that boundless foliage! Iseemed driven out of the heritage towhich I was born; cheated out of mybirthright in the beauty of the field and ithe mystery of the Forest; put off withthe beggarly portion of a younger son
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