Nature I’ll court in her sequestered haunts, by mountain, meadow, streamlet, grove, or cell; where the poised lark his evening ditty chaunts, and health, and peace, and contemplation dwell.
The blast that blows loudest is soonest overblown.
Glory is the child of peril.
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