country-smitten

Updated: July 10, 2025

And the farmer-boy sweeping with flashing scythe through the river meadows, whose coarse grass glitters, apt for mowing, in the early June morning pauses as the whistle dies into the distance, and, wiping his brow and whetting his blade anew, questions the country-smitten citizen, the amateur Corydon struggling with imperfect stroke behind him, of the mystic romance of city life.

George William Curtis - Literary and Social Essays