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s; which; freshening daily; suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night; and left each morning brighter traces of her steps。 Flowers peeped out amongst the leaves; snow…drops; crocuses; purple auriculas; and golden…eyed pansies。 On Thursday afternoons (half…holidays) we now took walks; and found still sweeter flowers opening by the wayside; under the hedges。
I discovered; too; that a great pleasure; an enjoyment which the horizon only bounded; lay all outside the high and spike…guarded walls of our garden: this pleasure consisted in prospect of noble summits girdling a great hill…hollow; rich in verdure and shadow; in a bright beck; full of dark stones and sparkling eddies。 How different had this scene looked when I viewed it laid out beneath the iron sky of winter; stiffened in frost; shrouded with snow!— when mists as chill as death wandered to the impulse of east winds along those purple peaks; and rolled down “ing” and holm till they blended with the frozen fog of the beck! That beck itself was then a torrent; turbid and curbless: it tore asunder the wood; and sent a raving sound through the air; often thickened with wild rain or whirling sleet; and for the forest on its banks; that showed only ranks of skeletons。
April advanced to May: a bright serene May it was; days of blue sky; placid sunshine; and soft western or southern gales filled up its duration。 And now vegetation matured with vigour; Lowood shook loose its tresses; it became all green; all flowery; its great elm; ash; and oak skeletons were restored to majestic life; woodland plants sprang up profusely in its recesses; unnumbered varieties of moss filled its hollows; and it made a strange ground…sunshine out of the wealth of its wild primrose plants: I have seen their pale gold
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