He would linger by the wayside, and follow the carriages with his eyes as they raided downward by the river. It did not matter what it was; everything that went that way, were it cloud or carriage, bird or brown water in the stream, he felt his heart flow out after it in an ecstasy of longing. In this case "it" is a general reference.
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