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punctuality of the migratory birds, I wandered out upon the Southern Shores of England and nestled at Cowes, in the Isle of Wight, with no very determinate purpose. Here, instead of getting health I lost what I carried with me. I tried the air of Southampton, of Salisbury, (at Stonehenge I had air enough) and of Windsor.  But, it was the air of Hyde Park, the exercise of my horse, and the

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