Dove Cottage And the RAF

as we are being shown, by a very polite man, Wordsworth's study, with its ship-timber flooring, from overhead someone tries to rip Grasmere in half - fails, tries once more as we pause, and this time nearly succeeds. Then the deep, bellicose engines thunder off toward Thirlmere, and the quiet charm of memorabilia whispers again from the cabinets, but now in the slight voice of a fading, unsure zephyr blown from a past of walkers on unpaved roads, musing, foot by foot, they went.