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among　the　fields　and　meadows；　while　the　green　was　new；　and　the　flowers　in　their　bloom。　As　at　this　season　of　the　year　every　lane　is　a　beautiful　walk；　and　every　hedge　full　of　nosegays；　I　lost　myself；　with　a　great　deal　of　pleasure；　among　several　thickets　and　bushes　that　were　filled　with　a　great　variety　of　birds；　and　an　agreeable　confusion　of　notes；　which　formed　the　pleasantest　scene　in　the　word　to　one　who　had　passed　a　whole　winter　in　noise　and　smoke。　The　freshness　of　the　dews　that　lay　upon　everything　about　me；　with　the　cool　breath　of　the　morning；　which　inspired　the　birds　with　so　many　delightful　instincts；　created　in　me　the　same　kind　of　animal　pleasure；　and　made　my　heart　overflow　with　such　secret　emotions　of　joy　and　satisfaction　as　are　not　to　be　described　or　accounted　for。　On　this　occasion　I　could　not　but　reflect　upon　a　beautiful　simile　in　Milton：書　包　網　txt小說上傳分享

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As　one　who　long　in　populous　city　pent；

Where　houses　thick　and　sewers　annoy　the　air；

Forth　issuing　on　a　summer’s　morn；　to　breathe

Among　the　pleasant　villages　and　farms

Adjoin’d；　from　each　thing　met　conceived　delight：

The　smell　of　grain；　or　tended　grass；　or　kine；

Or　dairy；　each　rural　sight；　each　rural　sound。

Those　who　are　conversant　in　the　writings　of　polite　authors　receive　an　additional　entertainment　from　the　country；　as　it　revives　in　their　memories　those　charming　descriptions；　with　which　such　authors　do　frequently　abound。

I　was　thinking　of　the　foregoing　beautiful　simile　in　Milton；　and　applying　it　to　myself；　when　I　observed　to　the　windward　of　me　a　black　cloud；　falling　to　the　earth　in　long　trails　of　rain；　which　made　me　betake　myself　for　shelter　to　a　house　saw　at　a　little　distance　from　the　place　where　I　was　walking。　As　I　sat　in　the　porch；　I　he