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. The book of months . and not sad because at some future mo-38 ^-^4-; FEBRUARY ^?) 1,■I ment we are going to die ? How long would theworld go on if we all sat and sighed becausewe are going to die ? Yes, decidedly, spring has come, and it amazesme to look back on what I wrote only a weekago and find myself so obsessed by that momentof languor which announced it, and forgetting,as indeed I did, what should so shortly if that obsession of languor had not beenso complete, I suppose this obsession of springwould not thus riot in me as it does, and it iswith infinite misgivings that I a
. The book of months . and not sad because at some future mo-38 ^-^4-; FEBRUARY ^?) 1,■I ment we are going to die ? How long would theworld go on if we all sat and sighed becausewe are going to die ? Yes, decidedly, spring has come, and it amazesme to look back on what I wrote only a weekago and find myself so obsessed by that momentof languor which announced it, and forgetting,as indeed I did, what should so shortly if that obsession of languor had not beenso complete, I suppose this obsession of springwould not thus riot in me as it does, and it iswith infinite misgivings that I attempt to putinto words any of that bubbling thrill, thatecstasy in the sensation of mere living, which isfelt, I believe, in every growing thing down tothe humblest blade of grass which is troddenunder foot even as the varnish of spring-time ison it, at that divinest of all moments in the year,when in man and brute, and as yet leafless tree,the sap once more stirs. This year it came upon me in spate; that39 4-S rfei.
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