When young, I used to wander, trail and trudge
And glumly grumble on the time-trod track
Along the heathery hillside to the ridge
And moan about my tiresome, toilsome trek
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Dare I say that this has a Wordsworthy feel to it? Very atmospheric and I see what you're driving at in your message, too, Richard.