Happy the man...with a natural gift for practising the right one [art] from the start — poetry, say, or fishing; whose nights are dreamless; whose d… - Seamus Heaney

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Happy the man...with a natural gift

for practising the right one [art] from the start — poetry, say, or fishing; whose nights are dreamless;
whose deep-sunk panoramas rise and pass

like daylight through the rod's eye or the nib's eye.