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away below me; while far in the distance can be seen the Plains of Sharon & the glittering Mediterranean. A soft & cool breeze blows up the Hillside. One has the sensation of being on top of the world. On three sides one looks on & on until sea, land & sky merge in a delicate blue haze. Just now these hills are quite beautiful. The grey outcrops of stone contrasting with numerous little terraces of the yellowing corn while here & there is the fresh green splash of a vineyard. And soon now we leave it all

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