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Travel the Most Beautiful Places in the World

I never spend much time in school but I taught ladies plenty. It’s true I hire my body out for pay,hey hey. I’ve gotten burned over Cheryl Tiegs,blown up for Raquel Welch. But when I end up in the hay it’s only hay,hey hey. I might jump an open drawbridge,or Tarzan from a vine. ’Cause I’m the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine.

I am so happy,my dear friend,so absorbed in the exquisite

I never spend much time in school but I taught ladies plenty. It’s true I hire my body out for pay,hey hey. I’ve gotten burned over Cheryl Tiegs,blown up for Raquel Welch. But when I end up in the hay it’s only hay,hey hey. I might jump an open drawbridge,or Tarzan from a vine. ’Cause I’m the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine.

Knight Rider,a shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist. Michael Knight,a young loner on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent,the helpless in a world of criminals who operate above the law.

When,while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me,and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees,and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary,I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;and,as I lie close to the earth,a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me:when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks,and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies,then I feel the presence of the Almighty,who formed us in his own image,and the breath

like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul,like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart.

I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment;and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.

O my friend -- but it is too much for my strength -- I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions!I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks,and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies,then I feel the presence of the Almighty,who formed us in his own image,and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us,as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss;and then,my friend,when darkness.

I feel the presence of the Almighty,who formed us in his own image,and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us,as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss;and then,my friend,when darkness overspreads my eyes,and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power,like the form of a beloved mistress,then I often think with longing,Oh,would I could describe these conceptions,could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me,