• It was far in the sameness of the wood; I was running with joy on the Demon's trail, Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.

    Robert Frost: It was far in the sameness of the wood;
I was running with joy on the Demon's trail,
Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.
    Robert Frost (2012). “A Boy's Will and North of Boston”, p.21, Courier Corporation