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410 FRUITS IN THEIR SEASON.
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LX.—FRUITS IN THEIR SEASON.
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Summer's light fruits have long since fl...
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+ Chapter, Iii.
whose soul I have striven to make the child of mine , he will bear to herto whose sacred ideal all was offered , the love and labor of
my life , , and she will see in him the result of all I have striven to works be and which do ! as I shall an artist live he again will in produce his memories —something , his affections 0 of my existence , in the
lingering in , him to the latest , day of his life ! He will complete the work I leave unfinished—the dream of so many years—my
Prometheus ! And yet , " he added _> a brighter and more blessed thought dawning in upon his soul , " perhaps I should not hope for
this ! To his more sunny and harmonious days may a holier and happier type be vouchsafed ! For myself I am content ! My life and
love have not been in vain ! " George Gilbert spoke no more . A lacid smile lingered around his lips as he lay in deathand no
trace p was there of all that bitter pain which had given birth , to his Prometheus . _Throug-h all Augusta ' s sorrow and regret as she
gazed upon the dead man , there was a gleam , of radiant happinessfor her arm was around her son . But for Elizabethstanding
, , there in tearless , desolate despair , —what solace is prepared for suffering like hers ?
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410 Fruits In Their Season.
410 FRUITS IN THEIR SEASON .
Lx.—Fruits In Their Season.
LX . —FRUITS IN THEIR SEASON . V . THE ORANGE _IFAMIXX .
Summer's Light Fruits Have Long Since Fl...
Summer ' s light fruits have long since fled , and the more
substantial stores of autumn , if lingering still , have yet lost much of their freshness and their flavor . Wherewith , then , shall we temper
the dxyness of our dessert ? where seek some natural nectar , pure and coolwhich may allay the ferment of young bloodheated by
winter ' s , festivitiesand moisten the parched lip of the , fever-stricken sufferer , longing , above all for the refreshment only to be found in
the dewy juice of newly-gathered fruits ? A welcome . answer is wafted on Atlantic breezes by a myriad white-winged messengers
of commerce ; and , plentiful as the most abundant of our homeproducecheap almost as the cheapest berry of English
grown , birth a luxury , the grateful healthful to and the delicious highest orange and is attainable poured upon by the our lowe shores st — in
, the land . With what enthusiasm would the ancient Greek have hailed such a crowning gift of Pomona , what charming myths
would have been invented to account for its origin , what lore of legends would have gathered round it as ages rolled by ; for if the
dry , coarse-husked walnut was deemed golden and God-like , and could exercise so much influence on their vivid imaginations ( as we
have seen in Dr . Siekler's Hesperidean hypothesis , given , in the
article on Nuts , ) what poetic raptures would surely have been .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Feb. 1, 1861, page 410, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01021861/page/50/
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