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[1]InthelasteditionofJasmin’spoems(4vols。8vo，editedbyBuyerd’Agen)itisstated(p。40，1stvol。)that”M。Durand，physician，wasoneofthoseraremenwhomProvidenceseemstohaveprovidedtoassuagethelotofthepoorestclasses。Hiscareerwasfullofnobleactsofdevotiontowardsthesickwhomhewascalledupontocure。Hediedattheearlyageofthirty-five，ofastrokeofapoplexy。HisremainswereaccompaniedtothegravebynearlyallthepoorofAgenandtheneighbourhood。
MYVINEYARD。[1]
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ToMADAMELOUISVEILL，Paris。
Dearlady，itistrue，thatlastmonthIhavesignedAlittlescrapofparchment；nowmyselfIfindThemasterofapieceofgroundWithinthesmallestbound——
Not，asyouheard，aspaciousEnglishgardenCoveredwithflowersandtrees，toshrineyourbardin——
Butofatinylittlevineyard，WhichIhavechristened”Papilhoto”！
Where，forachamber，Ihavebutagrotto。
Thevine-stockshangabouttheirboughs，Atotherendascreenofhedgerows，Sosmalltheydonothalfunroll；
Ahundredwouldnotmakeamile，Sixsheetswouldcoverthewholepile。
Well！asitis，ofthisI’vedreamtfortwentyyears——
Youlaugh，Madame，atmygreathappiness，Perhapsyou’lllaughstillmore，whenitappears，ThatwhenIboughttheplace，ImustconfessTherewerenofruits，Thoughrichinroots；
Ninecherrytrees——beholdmywood！
Tenrowsofvines——mypromenade！
Afewpeachtrees；thehazelstoo；
Ofelmsandfountainstherearetwo。
HowrichIam！Mymuseisgratefulvery；
Oh！mightIpaint?whileIthepenciltry，OurcountrylovestheHeavenssobrightandcheery。
Here，verdurestartsupaswescratchtheground，Whoownsit，stripsitintopiecesround；
Beneathoursunthere’snoughtbutgayestsound。
Youtellme，true，thatinyourParishot-house，Youripentwomonthssooner’neathyourglass，ofcourse。
Whatisyourfruit?Mostlyofwaterclear，Theheatmayreddenwhatyourtendrilsbear。
But，ladydear，youcannotliveonfruitsalonewhilehere！
NowslipawayyourglossygloveAndpluckthatripenedpeachabove，ThenplaceitinyourpearlymouthAndsuckit——howit’laysyourdrouth——
MeltsinyourlipslikehoneyoftheSouth！
DearMadame，intheNorthyouhavegreatsights——
Ofchurches，castles，theatresofgreatestheights；
Yourworksofartaregreaterfarthanhere。
Butcomeandsee，quitenearThebanksoftheGaronne，onasweetsummer’sday，AllworksofGod！andthenyou’llsayNoplacemorebeautifulandgay！
Youseetherocksinalltheirvelvetgreenery；
Theplainsarealwaysgold；andmossyvery，Thevalleys，wherewebreathethehealthyair，Andwherewewalkonbedsofflowersmostfair！
ThecountryroundyourParishasitsflowersandgreensward，But’tistoograndadameforme，itistoodullandsad。
Here，thousandhousessmilealongtheriver’sstream；
Ourskyisbright，itlaughsaloudfrommorntoe’en。
SincemonthofMay，w
