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An aerie of hawks
Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid.
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A covert of coots
I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight.
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A scold of jays
I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is anything but the region of beauty and delight.
