... again by and by. ft Whoso is breathed upon by the rural Pan is never ft happy among mortals ever he seeks to escape from the slavery of Humansland to the green gladness of svlvan scenes, to the sunlight, and the moonlight, and the starlight. Ever the music ...

... knot he had to tie another. Yon mus'nt mind if I laugh a bit, but I 'm that upset when I see a man deliberately runnin' into slavery 'at I can't help it. I daresay this dear young creature o' yours is all you sweer she is just as I believe your poetry is ...

... vulgar furs I am in ecstasy. Shiver in the needle- cold that comes from the sea, spurn with the set mouth and shrunken eye of slavery the boisterous taunts of the ruling wind, distort with the malice of satire the naked figures of trees that will be beautiful ...