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remind him that a poet or philosopher has passed 

 this way. The gardener with all his assiduity does 

 not raise such a variety, nor so many successive 

 crops on the same space, as Nature in the very road- 

 side ditches. There they have stood, begrimed with 

 dust and the wash of the road so long, and made 

 acquaintance with passing sheep and cattle and 

 swine, gathering a trivial experience, and now at last 

 the fall rains have come to wash off some of that 

 dust, and even they exhibit these dense flowery pan- 

 icles as the result of all that experience, as pure for 

 an hour as if they grew by some wild brook-side. 



Journal, ix, 82, 83. 



