About This Quote
This quote is from a poem called, "A Weekend in the Country," by William Wordsworth. The poem is about a man who spends Saturday and Sunday walking in the country. On Sunday morning, he comes upon a "threefold luxury" of solitude, a book, and pleasant weather.
Source: Agnes Grey
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