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no heavy-laden -waggons creek along the 

 road : but, instead of these, are the song of 

 the soaring lark, and the merry descant of 

 early birds, answering one the other, the 

 grasshopper's shrill note, the gush of waters, 

 and soft whisperings of \vinds among the 

 masses of huge stones covered with wild 

 thyme and heath. And when the sun arises 

 higher, the sound of distant sheep-bells, 

 and the bleating of flocks are heard among 

 the hills. 



A meadow with its flowers, to which 

 bees come humming, ever presents a pleas- 

 ing object to the eye ; green lanes, with 

 ferns and mosses, have their own peculiar 

 beauty ; downs on which cattle graze impart 

 an hilarity to the mind ; but nowhere does 

 the eye rest with such a fulness of delight 

 as on broken ground skirting a " rapid 

 streamlet, while beside it and among the 

 masses of stone, upspring such flowers as 



