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ZEPHYRS.
our sojourn in this country—were instinct with
life, and that it was no poetical flourish, hut the ex-
pression of a simple fact, when the ancients repre-
sented them as living beings. The ethereal purity
of the air, joined with a peculiarly mild and delight-
ful sunshine, which was bright and warm without
being in the slightest degree oppressive, seemed
such as Schiller might have had in his "mind's
eye," when he says, in one of those charming ideal
poems in which he delighted so much—■
"Aoh! wie schb'n muss sicli's orgohen
Dort im ewigen Sonnenschein,
Und die Luft auf jenen Hohen—
0 tvie labend muss sie seyii."*
My friend Mr. -, who is very patriotic in
his tendencies, and thinks there is no place in all
the world like his own country, freely admits that
he has never seen or felt any climate like this. He
thinks if he should remain here for three or four
months, he would certainly be quite cured.
About half an hour before you reach Nabloos,
the valley, along which you pass, divides into two
branches ; the one continues northward, the other
* " 0, how beautiful must it be there in everlasting sun-
shine, and how refreshing the breeze upon those heights."
ZEPHYRS.
our sojourn in this country—were instinct with
life, and that it was no poetical flourish, hut the ex-
pression of a simple fact, when the ancients repre-
sented them as living beings. The ethereal purity
of the air, joined with a peculiarly mild and delight-
ful sunshine, which was bright and warm without
being in the slightest degree oppressive, seemed
such as Schiller might have had in his "mind's
eye," when he says, in one of those charming ideal
poems in which he delighted so much—■
"Aoh! wie schb'n muss sicli's orgohen
Dort im ewigen Sonnenschein,
Und die Luft auf jenen Hohen—
0 tvie labend muss sie seyii."*
My friend Mr. -, who is very patriotic in
his tendencies, and thinks there is no place in all
the world like his own country, freely admits that
he has never seen or felt any climate like this. He
thinks if he should remain here for three or four
months, he would certainly be quite cured.
About half an hour before you reach Nabloos,
the valley, along which you pass, divides into two
branches ; the one continues northward, the other
* " 0, how beautiful must it be there in everlasting sun-
shine, and how refreshing the breeze upon those heights."