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ingaftering,oflate,ihavetakenedireypurposebeingtolookataplantationofyounglaryhearttoosoonitrssobeessthelaratchedbeautyanditshioenjoyit,springafterspring
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elaoday,ifounditveredsofthehayethatspringisover
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ihavebeenspendingaersettherightjuneeinthendforraling,andthoughtstuedtotheseveseaieeringholidayoffifteenyearsago,andtoooftenlosingselfinantrastoftheninooistandstyate,ishouldhaveespotbeloyhoandrestingplaes;exquisitethequietofthoselittletoidtilthandpasture,untouodelife,theiranthehilloftheholythoatglastonbury;inallenglandthereisnoloveliersingplae;hearttreleshanindefinableecstasy
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