The Power of Tranquility

For some years i had lived in lowwood. Now i remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears awaited those who had courage to go forth into its expanse. I traced the white road winding round the base of one mountain and vanishing in a gorge between two. How i longed to follow it farther. An age seemed to have elapsed since the day which brought me first to lowood,. And i had never quitted it. Since my vacations had been all spent at school. Missus reed had never sent for me to gateshead. Neither she nor any of her family had ever been to visit me. For liberty, i gasped for

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