I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
I spent time around the peaceful landscape, observing the moths flying among the flowers and listening to the gentle breeze moving through the grass. The scene was calm and serene, creating a tranquil atmosphere that felt almost timeless. The natural surroundings fostered a sense of peace and contentment in the moment.
The narrator reflects on the contrast between the quiet beauty of the earth and the idea of disturbed sleep for...
