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Still he went on in despite of the darkness, till at last there was a glimmer before him, that grew greater till he came unto a small wood lawn whereon the turf grew again, though the grass was but thin, because little sunlight got to it, so close and thick were the tall trees round about it. STILL HE WENT ON IN SPITE OF THE DARKNESS TILL AT LAST THERE WAS A GLIMMER BEFORE HIM THAT GREW GREATER TILL HE CAME UNTO A SMALL WOOD LAWN WHEREON THE TURF GREW AGAIN THOUGH THE GRASS WAS BUT THIN BECAUSE LITTLE SUNLIGHT GOT TO IT SO CLOSE AND THICK WERE THE TALL TREES ROUND ABOUT IT
ower. The passage describes the visit of Thiodolf to the Wood-Sun: The moonlight lay in a great flood on the grass without, and the dew was falling in the coldest hour of the night, and the earth smelled sweetly: the whole habitation was asleep now, and there was no sound to be known as the sound of any creature, save that from the distant meadow came the lowing of a cow that had lost her calf, and that a white owl was flitting about near the eaves of the Roof with her wild cry that sounded like the mocking of merriment now silent. Thiodolf turned toward the wood, and walked steadily through the scattered hazel-trees, and thereby into the thick of the beech-trees, whose boles grew smooth and silver-grey, high and close-set: and so on and on he went as one going by a well-known path, though there was no path, till all the moonlight was quenched under the close roof of the beech-leaves, though yet for all the darkness, no man could go there and not feel that the roof was green above him.  OF ITS NARRATIVE POWER THE PASSAGE DESCRIBES THE VISIT OF THIODOLF TO THE WOOD SUN THE MOONLIGHT LAY IN A GREAT FLOOD ON THE GRASS WITHOUT AND THE DEW WAS FALLING IN THE COLDEST HOUR OF THE NIGHT AND THE EARTH SMELLED SWEETLY THE WHOLE HABITATION WAS ASLEEP NOW AND THERE WAS NO SOUND TO BE KNOWN AS THE SOUND OF ANY CREATURE SAVE THAT FROM THE DISTANT MEADOW CAME THE LOWING OF A COW THAT HAD LOST HER CALF AND THAT A WHITE OWL WAS FLITTING ABOUT NEAR THE EAVES OF THE ROOF WITH HER WILD CRY THAT SOUNDED LIKE THE MOCKING OF MERRIMENT NOW SILENT THIODOLF TURNED TOWARD THE WOOD AND WALKED STEADILY THROUGH THE SCATTERED HAZEL TREES AND THEREBY INTO THE THICK OF THE BEECH TREES WHOSE BOLES GREW SMOOTH AND SILVER GREY HIGH AND CLOSE SET AND SO ON AND ON HE WENT AS ONE GOING BY A WELL KNOWN PATH THOUGH THERE WAS NO PATH TILL ALL THE MOONLIGHT WAS QUENCHED UNDER THE CLOSE ROOF OF THE BEECH LEAVES THOUGH YET FOR ALL THE DARKNESS NO MAN COULD GO THERE AND NOT FEEL THAT THE ROOF WAS GREEN ABOVE HIM
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