10 seconds sound clip from the The Snow Goose (1954) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:01:30 in the radio play.
Quote context
[...]
- It's of the Second World War, and I think it may already be familiar to you.
- I myself shall play the part of Philip Rhayader, and tell you Paul Gallico's story, The Snow Goose.
- The Great Marsh lies on the Essex coast between the village of Chelmbury and the ancient Saxon oyster fishing hamlet of Wickaeldroth.
- It is one of the last of the wild places of England.
- A low, far-reaching expanse of grass and reeds, and half-submerged meadowlands ending in the great saltings and mudflats and tidal pools near the restless sea.
- The marsh is desolate, utterly lonely, and made lonelier by the calls and cries of the wild fowl that make their homes in the saltings.
- Wild geese and the gulls, the teal, the wigeon, the red shanks and curlews that pick their ways through the tidal pools.
- Like a lonely sentinel in the emptiness, there stands the squat white ruin of an abandoned lighthouse, close by the mouth of the river Ailder.
- Lately, it has served again as an human habitation.
- It is the home of a man, a hunchback, but a man who creates great beauty, the painter Philip Rhayader.
[...]
Top rated lines from this movie