But Mole stood still a moment, held in thought. As one wakened suddenly from a beautiful dream, who struggles to recall it, and can recapture nothing but a dim sense of the beauty of it, the beauty! Till that, too, fades away in its turn, and the dreamer bitterly accepts the hard, cold waking and all its penalties.
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Original Citation
Grahame, Kenneth. The Wind in the Willows. Methuen, 1908.
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Current Citation
Grahame, Kenneth. The Wind in the Willows. Barnes & Noble, 2013.
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