breeze from country
I cannot see the wit of waking and talking at the same time. When i am in the country i wish to vegetate like the country. I am not for criticizing hedge-rows and black cattle. I go out of town in order to forget the town and all that is in it.
There are those who for this purpose go to watering-places , and carry the metropolis with them . I like more elbowroom and fewer incumbrances. I like solitude, when i give myself up to it, for the sake of solitude.
One of the pleasantesting things in the word is going a journey, but i like to go by myself. I can enjoy society in a room,but out of doors, nature is company enough for me.
“The fields his study, nature was his book.”
I am then never less alone thanwhen alone. Homesick forever, here be woods as green . As any ,air likewise as fresh and sweet . As when smooth plays on the fleet. Face of the curled streams,with flow’rs as many. As the young spring gives, and as choice as any.
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