Nature, my mother nature! as the infant in the harsh slavery of schools pines for home, I yearned within the dark walls of cities, and amidst the hum of unfamiliar men, for thy sweet embrace - and thy bosom whereon to lay my head, and weep wild tears at my will!


Miscellaneous Prose Works (Volume 2), Conversations with an Ambitious Student in His Last Illness, Conversation the Ninth (p. 301)

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Nature, my mother nature! as the infant in the harsh slavery of schools pines for home, I yearned within the dark walls of cities, and amidst the hum ...

Nature, my mother nature! as the infant in the harsh slavery of schools pines for home, I yearned within the dark walls of cities, and amidst the hum ...

Nature, my mother nature! as the infant in the harsh slavery of schools pines for home, I yearned within the dark walls of cities, and amidst the hum ...

Nature, my mother nature! as the infant in the harsh slavery of schools pines for home, I yearned within the dark walls of cities, and amidst the hum ...