Woodside

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Portrait of D. H. Lawrence D. H. Lawrence,  The White Peacock

“ I like Woodside—it makes you feel—really at home—it soothes one like the old wood does. It seems right—life is proper here—not ulcery——”
“Just healthy living flesh,” said I.
“No, I don’t mean that, because one feels—oh, as if the world were old and good, not old and bad.”
“Young, and undisciplined, and mad,” said I.
“No—but here, you, and Lettie, and Leslie, and me—it is so nice for us, and it seems so natural and good. Woodside is so old, and so sweet and serene—it does reassure one.”
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Source: Gutenberg

Mrs. W. K. Clifford,  Margaret Vincent: A Novel

“ There are deep ruts along the lane, suggesting that heavy carts come and go, and presently, on the right also, are the gates of Woodside Farm. Inside the farm gates there is another duck-pond; and there are haystacks and out-buildings, and all the signs of thriving agricultural life. Just beyond the wide, untidy drive you can catch a glimpse of the Dutch garden, with its green paths and yew hedges, its roses and sweet peas. The house is an old one; moss and ivy and lichen grown; a porch, with a seat in it, to the front door, and latticed panes to the window. ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of David Herbert Lawrence David Herbert Lawrence,  The White Peacock (1911)

“ Our wood runs down to the water’s edge. On the opposite side, on a hill beyond the farthest corner of the lake, stands Highclose. It looks across the water at us in Woodside with one eye as it were, while our cottage casts a side-long glance back again at the proud house, and peeps coyly through the trees.
I could see Lettie like a distant sail stealing along the water’s edge, her parasol flowing above. She turned through the wicket under the pine clump, climbed the steep field, and was enfolded again in the trees beside Highclose.
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Source: Wikisource

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