30 April

a beautiful, most beautiful afternoon

April 30th 1840

I arose this morning feeling more elastic than I have throughout the winter; for the breathing of the ocean air has wrought a very beneficial effect... What a beautiful, most beautiful afternoon this has been! It was a real happiness to live. If I had been merely a vegetable, a hawthorn-bush, for instance, I must have been happy in such an air and sunshine; but, having a mind and a soul, ... I enjoyed somewhat more than mere vegetable happiness... The footsteps of May can be traced upon the islands in the harbour, and I have been watching the tints of green upon them gradually deepening, till now they are almost as beautiful as they ever can be.

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