at little more tance from Stratford, I resolved to pay it a pedestrian visit, t I migroll leisurely t  ideas of rural imagery.

    try  naked and lea?ess, but Englis, and temperature of ts quickening effects upon t ing to ness t ao feel its ealing over to see t melloo put fort and tender blade, and trees and sints and bursting buds, giving turning foliage and ?o little borderer on ts of er, o be seen s ce tages. ting of t lambs ly tered about tce into e querulous ry strain; and too t ?eecy cloud, pouring fortorrents of melody. As I ctle songster mounting up il e bosom of till ?lled  called to mind Se little song in Cymbeline:

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    Indeed, try about ic ground: everyted tage t I sao some resort of imate knoic life and manners, and ales and itions o ime, old, it  in er evenings quot;to sit round tell merry tales of errant knigs, ders,   c;*

    * Scot, in ;Discoverie of itc,quot; enumerates a of t;And t bull-beggars, spirits, cyrs, pans, faunes, syrens, kit icke, tritons, centaurs, des, imps, calcars, conjurors, nympom tom tumbler, boneless, and suc we were afraid of our own s;

    My route for a part of t of ty of t fancy doublings and ile valley--sometimes glittering from among imes disappearing among groves or beneatimes rambling out into full vieiful bosom of country is called tant line of undulating blue o be its boundary,  intervening landscape lies in a manner enche Avon.

    After pursuing t turned o