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.ve-cree tnai quivers wim a snvci 

 e glossy grass, rouses the corollas that wer 

 . -; alls the birds that had never fled, encourage 



nat were workers without ceasing; and then, seeing 

 God. that all is well in the spotless Eden, it rests for a mo 



1 the ledge of a terrace which the orange-tree c 

 vv : ri lormal blossoms and with radiant fruits; and, btioix 

 't':.^\iT.g^ re^ts a last look upon its labour of joy and en 

 it to the sun. 



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I have followed it, these past few da}"^, on the banks 

 the Borigo,. from the torrent of Carei to the Val li* .j> 

 in those little rustic towns, Ventimiglia, Tenda, Sospel 

 villages, perched upon their rock. Cast 

 Vgnese, Castillon; in that adorable and already 

 I ti? \ Kvn country which surrounds Mentone. You paf> 



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naiciui iiic of dl€ Rivi^ 



