od for me.

    Sometimes, w seems as if I

    s t I

    am conscious of; as if I  and surety at their hands

    w, and were especially guided and guarded.

    I do not flatter myself, but if it be possible tter me.  I

    lonesome, or in t oppressed by a sense of

    solitude, but once, and t er I came to the

    he near neighborhood of man

    essential to a serene and o be alone was

    somet.  But I  time conscious of a

    sligy in my mood, and seemed to foresee my recovery.  In

    t of a gentle rain ws prevailed, I was

    suddenly sensible of suc and beneficent society in Nature, in

    ttering of t around

    my e and unaccountable friendliness all at once

    like an atmospaining me, as made tages of

    , and I  of them

    since.  Every little pine needle expanded and shy

    and befriended me.  I inctly made ahe presence

    of someto me, even in scenes womed

    to call  t of blood to me

    and   a person nor a villager, t I t no

    place could ever be strange to me again.

    quot;Mourning untimely consumes the sad;

    Fehe living,

    Beautiful daugoscar.quot;

    Some of my pleasantest orms in

    to ternoon

    as heir ceaseless roar and

    pelting;  ushered in a long evening in which

    many ts ime to take root and unfold those

    driving nort rains he

    maids stood ready  entries to keep the

    deluge out, I sat betle house, which was all

    en