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This one of my favorite "floral" Twain passages. Read it slowly, savor it as
you go, and let it sink into your mind's palate as you would a good wine.
Then if you care to, memorize it and it will always refresh you again and
again.
Rick Talbot

On Hawaii:

"For me its balmy airs are always blowing, its summer seas flashing in the
sun; the pulsing of its surf is in my ear; I can see its garlanded crags,
its leaping cascades, its plumy palms drowsing by the shore, its remote
summits floating like islands above the cloud-rack; I can feel the spirit of
its woody solitudes, I hear the plashing of the brooks; in my nostrils still
lives the breath of flowers that perished twenty years ago." - Mark Twain, a
Biography.

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