text:  But the contrast of the tumult which I left behind with the quietness of the scenes around me--the haste the anxiety and the restlessness of a huge camp with the calm of the fields with the regularity which seemed to govern all the operations of farming life and with the grave opulence of the old mansions which seemed to be formed for the natural receptacles of the wealth of Flemish fields--at once refreshed me after the mental fever in which I had tossed so long and perhaps impressed on me more deeply the parting advice of my friend the philosopher