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fragrant shade of an ancient pine, have thrown your- 

 self upon her broad bosom, like a tired child ; or if, 

 when the wind was bending the long grass, you have 

 lain among the daisies, like Robert Falconer, watch- 

 ing your kite floating far up in the blue sky, and 

 wondering what there is beyond the kite, and beyond 

 the sky ; or if, on some dark day in December, when 

 gray clouds were skurrying across the sky, you have 

 climbed a hill alone, and from a swaying perch in a 

 leafless beech watched the drifting snow as it wrapped 

 the world in ermine then you may believe that a 

 portion of the spirit that animated Agassiz, and 

 Edward, and Audubon, and White, and Wordsworth, 

 has fallen upon you. 



