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and drear, and sterile. For the first 
time, they heard the winds howl as 
in anger; for the first time, the cold 
chilled and the heat scorched them. 
The rain no longer descended upon 
them in odoriferous and refreshing 
dews, but beat savagely, like remorse, 
upon their woe-surcharged bosoms. 
“ For many miles they walked si¬ 
lently and sullenly, and apart. Adam’s 
heart was full of indignation, Eve’s 
eyes with tears. On their dreary way, 
the few stunted shrubs that they met 
with bore no fruit, the barren earth 
no herbage, and the scanty vegetation 
no flowers. But their mournful path 
Avas not unwatched, their sorrows not 
