I struck straight into the heath; I held on to a hollow I saw deeply furrowing the brown moorside; I waded knee-deep in its dark growth; I turned with its turnings, and finding a moss-blackened granite crag in a hidden angle, I sat down under it.
Me interné entre los matorrales y a poco mis pies se hundieron en el cieno de un pantano. Retrocedí y, encontrando un saliente propicio en una roca de granito, me senté en él.