①In other respects I am very well off here. ②Solitude in this terrestrial paradise is a genial balm to my mind, and the young spring cheers with its bounteous promises my oftentimes misgiving heart. ③Every tree, every bush, is full of flowers; and one might wish himself transformed into a butterfly, to float about in this ocean of perfume, and find his whole existence in it.

④The town itself is disagreeable; but then, all around, you find an inexpressible beauty of nature. ⑤This induced the late Count M to lay out a garden on one of the sloping hills which here intersect each other with the most charming variety, and form the most lovely valleys.⑥The garden is simple; and it is easy to perceive, even upon your first entrance, that the plan was not designed by a scientific gardener, but by a man who wished to give himself up here to the enjoyment of his own sensitive heart. ⑦Many a tear have I already shed to the memory of its departed master in a summer-house which is now reduced to ruins, but was his favorite resort, and now is mine. ⑧I shall soon be master of the place. ⑨The gardener has become attached to me within the last few days, and he will lose nothing thereby.

solitude [ˈsɒlɪtju:d] n．单独，孤独，幽静

bounteous [ˈbaʊntɪəs] a．大方的，慷慨的