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spurs to action. The foot tastes it and hence- 

 forth rests not. The joy of moving and surmount- 

 ing, of attrition and progression, the thirst for space, 

 for miles and leagues of distance, for sights and 

 prospects, to cross mountains and thread rivers, 

 and defy frost, heat, snow, danger, difficulties, seizes 

 it; and from that day forth its possessor is enrolled 

 in the noble army of walkers. 



