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confined: for whether the glowing vault of heaven he ſurveyed, or his eyes repoſed on the greeny freſhneſs of the lawn; whether to the tinkling murmur of the brook he liſtened, or in pleaſing melancholy melted amid the gloom of the grove, joy, rapture , veneration filled his guileleſs breaſt: his affections flowed on every thing around him; his ſoul around every tree or ſhrub entwined, whether they afforded him ſubſiſtence or ſhade (15): and wherever his eyes wandered, wondering he beheld
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