nstincts；　created　in　me　the　same　kind　of　animal　pleasure；　and　made　my　heart　overflow　with　such　secret　emotions　of　joy　and　satisfaction　as　are　not　to　be　described　or　accounted　for。　On　this　occasion　I　could　not　but　reflect　upon　a　beautiful　simile　in　Milton：書　包　網　txt小說上傳分享

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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　conceived　delight：

The　smell　of　grain；　or　tended　grass；　or　kine；

Or　dairy；　each　rural　sight；　each　rural　sound。

Those　who　are　conversant　in　the　writings　of　polite　authors　receive　an　additional　entertainment　from　the　country；　as　it　revives　in　their　memories　those　charming　descriptions；　with　which　such　authors　do　frequently　abound。

I　was　thinking　of　the　foregoing　beautiful　simile　in　Milton；　and　applying　it　to　myself；　when　I　observed　to　the　windward　of　me　a　black　cloud；　falling　to　the　earth　in　long　trails　of　rain；　which　made　me　betake　myself　for　shelter　to　a　house　saw　at　a　little　distance　from　the　place　where　I　was　walking。　As　I　sat　in　the　porch；　I　heard　the　voices　of　two　or　three　persons；　who　seemed　very　earnest　in　discourse。　My　curiosity　was　raised　when　I　heard　the　names　of　Alexander　the　Great　and　Artaxerxes；　and　as　their　talk　seemed　to　run　on　ancient　heroes；　I　concluded　there　could　not　be　any　secret　in　it；　for　which　reason　thought　I　might　ver