“Doth Nature draw me, 'tis because,
Unto my seeming, there doth lurk
A lawlessness about her laws,
More mood than purpose in her work.”

— Alfred Austin

Source: "Nature and the Book", stanza XV; p. 67, At the Gate of the Convent (1885)

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British writer and poet 1835–1913

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