The Red Boat

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In the late summer of that year we
lived in a house in a village that looked
across the river and the plain to the
mountains

Ernest Hemingway
A Farewell to Arms, 1929

Then when autumn mist is come I yearn
for a cottage set high on the hillside
framed by cerulean blue to the left of
a sculptured fountain

Simon Marsh

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