On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.


The Works of J.M. Barrie: Peter and Wendy. 1918 (ed. 1918)


On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though...

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though...

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though...

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though...