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9) We glided past the light, doubled the Spit, and got into the upper
bay, just an hour before the sun of a beautiful day in June was setting.
(Afloat and Ashore, Ch. XX, p. 410/654, June 1844)
10) Thither Mad. de la Rocheaimard was fond of coming in the fine
mornings of June, for many of the roses and lovely Persian lilacs that
once abounded there still remained.
(Autobiography of a Pocket-Handkerchief, Ch. III, p. 23/192, Jan.-
April 1843, serialized in Graham’s)
11) ―What a lovely spot!‖ exclaimed Mr. Effington, who had already
ceased to think of his own dwelling, and whose eye was roaming over
the soft landscape, athwart which the lustre of a June noontide was
throwing its richest glories.
(Home as Found, Ch. IX, p. 174/591, 1838)
12) The following morning was the first of June, and it was another
of those drowsy, dreamy days, that so much aid a landscape.
(Home as Found, Ch. VIII, p. 157/591, 1838)
13) Still, I think, that we like change in our residence, as well as in the
seasons. Italy is summer, and one, I fear, would weary of even an
eternal June.‖ (Homeward Bound, Ch. XXI, p. 347/613, 1838)
14) The windows were raised, and the balmy air of a June morning
played through the apartment, lending in reality an elastic vigour to the
decaying organs of sick youth.
(Tales for Fifteen, or, Imagination and Heart, Written under the
pseudonym of "Jane Morgan," Ch. V, p. 189/196, 1823)
15)…the depths of the forest, of which the leafy surface lay bathed in
the brilliant light of a cloudless day in June, while the trunks of the
trees rose in gloomy grandeur in the shades beneath.
(The Deerslayer, Ch. I, p. 4/717, 1841)
16) ―It is June, and there is not a cloud atween us and the sun, Hurry,
so all this heat is not wanted,‖ answered the other, altogether
undisturbed; (The Deerslayer, Ch. I, p. 13/717, 1841)
17) …this native scene, which lay bathed in the sunlight, a glorious
picture of affluent forest grandeur, softened by the balminess of June,
and relieved by the beautiful variety afforded by the presence of so
broad an expanse of water.
(The Deerslayer, Ch. II, p. 27/717, 1841)
18) It was a glorious June afternoon, and never did that solitary sheet
of water seem less like an arena of strife and bloodshed.
(The Deerslayer, Ch. VIII, p. 173/717, 1841)
19) [this remnant of the forest]…now pursuing its way before a mild
southern air in June…
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