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Date:

18640401-18640402

<April hath come on;- And the cool winds feel softer, and the rain- Falls in the beaded drops of summer time.- You may hear birds at morning and at eve;- The tame dove lingers till the twilight falls,- Cooing upon the eaves, and drawing in - His beautiful bright neck; and from the hills- A murmur like the hoarseness of the sea- Tells the release of waters; and the earth- Sends up a pleasant smell, and the dry leaves- Are lifted by the grassl and so I know- That nature, with her delicate ear, hath heard- The dropping of the velvet foot of Spring.> ..started in (…) with Deanie (…) in really for the (…) reported to (…) Wells, all (…) (…) this lines, (…) in the evening visted by the Dr, (…) Chaplain my interesting meeting are (…) held and may conveted. Rainy and very unpleasant (…) today in trying to get (…) in my new quarter, in the evening received a letter from O.M.Y of Rochester also one from Cousin Underdown in the evening attended divine worship in our beautiful chapel. (…) largely attended by officer and (…) Be quiet on the (…) <H O P E- By J.H. Barlow- Who of us has not watched with almost tearful interest, some mother-bird training her young brood to prove their new-fledged wings? See her dart to and fro, and wheel about her next, urging, by suasive chirp and examply, her timorous nurslings to essay the boundless element embosoming their birthplace. such parent-bird is hope to man's spirit, and so doth she teach it to launch into regions of untried being, and explore their treasures!>

English

Collection:

Henry O. Nightingale diaries