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patches by the rich brown moss-flowers, if one 

 may call them so, with the pure gold green light 

 filtering through the dancing leaves, made me think 

 more of Shakespeare and Shelley than of Schiller 

 and Heine. 



Out burst the singing mania again, and every 

 man roared at the top of his voice, — 



' Sind unsre matten Glieder 

 Vom Sonnenglanz erhitzt, 

 So legen vvir uns nieder 

 Wo frisches Wasser spritzt, 

 Wo Zephyrs sanftes Blasen 

 Der Sonne Glanz besiegt. 

 Da schlaft man auf dem Rasen 

 Mit Anmuth eingewiegt ! ' 



But the outburst was of shorter duration than usual ; 

 everybody was getting rather tired, and we were 

 gradually getting nearer the great object of the 

 day, — the covers in which we expected to find 

 roe-deer. Already one had been reported at a 

 vast distance by some of the party, — feeding, and 

 indeed evidently moving. But having been stalked 

 with vast circumspection and trouble, and after 

 much scratching, and creeping, and swearing, the 

 supposed roe turned out to be an artistically-disposed 

 scarecrow, and the ambitious Jdger returned, per- 

 spiring and blasphemous. Nothing daunted by 

 our companion's failure, we pressed on to the thickest 

 part of the beech wood, and were soon disposed 

 in a row down the centre drive, in regular battue- 



