THE GOLDEN AGE

THE GOLDEN AGE

by Kenneth Grahame

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THE GOLDEN AGE by Kenneth Grahame

CONTENTS


PAGE
PROLOGUE: THE OLYMPIANS 3
A HOLIDAY 13
A WHITE-WASHED UNCLE 29
ALARUMS AND EXCURSIONS 39
THE FINDING OF THE PRINCESS 53
SAWDUST AND SIN 67
'YOUNG ADAM CUPID' 79
THE BURGLARS 93
A HARVESTING 107
SNOWBOUND 121
WHAT THEY TALKED ABOUT 133
THE ARGONAUTS 143
THE ROMAN ROAD 161
THE SECRET DRAWER 179
'EXIT TYRANNUS' 193
THE BLUE ROOM 205
A FALLING OUT 225
'LUSISTI SATIS' 239



A HOLIDAY


THE masterful wind was up and out, shouting and chasing, the lord of the
morning. Poplars swayed and tossed with a roaring swish; dead leaves
sprang aloft, and whirled into space; and all the clear-swept heaven
seemed to thrill with sound like a great harp. It was one of the first
awakenings of the year. The earth stretched herself, smiling in her
sleep; and everything leapt and pulsed to the stir of the giant's
movement. With us it was a whole holiday; the occasion a birthday--it
matters not whose. Some one of us had had presents, and pretty
conventional speeches, and had glowed with that sense of heroism which
is no less sweet that nothing has been done to deserve it. But the
holiday was for all, the rapture of awakening Nature for all, the
various outdoor joys of puddles and sun and hedge-breaking for all.
Colt-like I ran through the meadows, frisking happy heels in the face of
Nature laughing responsive. Above, the sky was bluest of the blue; wide
pools left by the winter's floods flashed the colour back, true and
brilliant; and the soft air thrilled with the germinating touch that
seems to kindle something in my own small person as well as in the rash
primrose already lurking in sheltered haunts. Out into the brimming
sun-bathed world I sped, free of lessons, free of discipline and
correction, for one day at least. My legs ran of themselves, and though
I heard my name called faint and shrill behind, there was no stopping
for me. It was only Harold, I concluded, and his legs, though shorter
than mine, were good for a longer spurt than this. Then I heard it
called again, but this time more faintly, with a pathetic break in the
middle; and I pulled up short, recognising Charlotte's plaintive note.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940013475649
Publisher: SAP
Publication date: 11/30/2011
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
File size: 110 KB
Age Range: 9 - 12 Years

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