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 As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass,...  Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711 - Page 252 by John Milton - 1801 Full view -
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