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It was a minor tune, but somehow lilting too, with the rippling of water in it, and the laughter of birds flying high, and the whisper of reeds as they bend together by the edge of streams, and the gaiety of crickets by night, and the pouring of summer rain. IT WAS A MINOR TUNE BUT SOMEHOW LILTING TOO WITH THE RIPPLING OF WATER IN IT AND THE LAUGHTER OF BIRDS FLYING HIGH AND THE WHISPER OF REEDS AS THEY BENT TOGETHER BY THE EDGE OF STREAMS AND THE GAYETY OF CRICKETS BY NIGHT AND THE POURING OF SUMMER RAIN
ve it. At one end a waterfall hung on the face of a cliff, a misty thread pouring into a rainbow-arched pool. A brook serpentined through fields and groves of trees. There were flocks of sheep and goats in the fields. Here and there were strange ruins of marble and red granite--columns, peristyles, benches carved with lions' heads, and pedestals. They landed in a little glade, and David got down in silent wonderment. The very stillness of the air was enchanted. The grass, dappled with sun and shadow, wore a mantle of flowers. Clouds of butterflies sprang up at their approach and swirled about them. To their right stood two broken columns, half-hidden beneath a wild tangle of vine and clusters of purple grapes. Beyond was the forest, dark and cool and silent, with shafts of sunlight in it like golden spears pinning the forest floor to earth. There was no breeze. And as David stood there, scarcely daring to breathe, they heard the sound of shepherd pipes coming from the edge of the wood. N MOUNTAINS WHICH TOWERED ABOVE IT AT ONE END A WATERFALL HUNG ON THE FACE OF A CLIFF A MISTY THREAD POURING INTO A RAINBOW ARCHED POOL A BROOK SERPENTINE THROUGH FIELDS AND GROVES OF TREES THERE WERE FLOCKS OF SHEEP AND GOATS IN THE FIELDS HERE AND THERE WERE STRANGE RUINS OF MARBLE AND RED GRANITE COLUMNS PEDESTALS BENCHES CARVED WITH LIONS HEADS AND PEDESTALS THEY LANDED IN A LITTLE GLADE AND DAVID GOT DOWN IN SILENT WONDERMENT THE VERY STILLNESS OF THE AIR WAS ENCHANTED THE GRASS DAPPLED WITH SUN AND SHADOW WORE A MANTLE OF FLOWERS CLOUDS OF BUTTERFLIES SPRANG UP AT THEIR APPROACH AND SWIRLED ABOUT THEM TO THEIR RIGHT STOOD TWO BROKEN COLUMNS HALF HIDDEN BENEATH A WILD TANGLE OF VINE AND CLUSTERS OF PURPLE GRAPES BEYOND WAS THE FOREST DARK AND COOL AND SILENT WITH SHAFTS OF SUNLIGHT IN IT LIKE GOLDEN SPEARS PINNING THE FOREST FLOOR TO EARTH THERE WAS NO BREEZE AND AS DAVID STOOD THERE SCARCELY DARING TO BREATHE THEY HEARD THE SOUND OF SHEPHERD PIPES COMING FROM THE EDGE OF THE WOOD
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