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My Garden Summer-Seat. 



of all the loveliest spots 

 in the neighbourhood ; the 

 spirit or essence of the 

 beauty of the place I have 

 treasured here; and I have 

 my reward in a succession 

 of the most lovely and 

 dainty effects imaginable. 

 Primroses in their tufts 

 firmly rooted have spread 

 under a favourite lilac 

 tree, till the little bed in the 

 spring is a thick carpet of 

 green and gold. Stately 

 foxgloves (folks'-gloves, 

 remember; gloves of the 

 folk, the fairy-folk, of 

 which fox here is a mean- 

 ingless degradation) have 

 found a fitting and con- 

 genial home in the old 

 mould at the foot of the 

 hedgerow, and nod and 



