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My garden has a declivity of one in ten feet.
How easy when I go down in the morning To visit the vegetable marrows and perpetual spinach!
How steep when at evening, my labours concluded, I collect all my implements and climb up to my bed!
How favourable for beholding the heavens, At cockcrow, at sunrise, on a cloud-adorned afternoon, Or in the still, starry night!
From a Garden in the Antipodes (Sidgwick & Jackson, 1929)
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