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As the sands subside, the stumps appear to creep; their intertwisted masses of snakish roots seem to crawl, to writhe, like the reaching arms of cephalopods.... ... Grande Terre is going: the sea mines her fort, and will before many years carry the ramparts by storm. Grande Isle is going, slowly but surely: the Gulf has eaten three miles into her meadowed land. Last Island has gone!
The island valley of Avilion, Where falls not rain or hail or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly Deep meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows, crowned by summer sea. It wuz a fair seen! a fair seen! and my soul seemed attuned to its perfect harmony and peace.
He had become not only different, but opposite. A metaphor will do best. The spirit of Boaz Negro had been a meadowed hillside giving upon the open sea, the sun, the warm, wild winds from beyond the blue horizon. And covered with flowers, always hungry and thirsty for the sun and the fabulous wind and bright showers of rain.
It opened in the surpassing loveliness of wooded and meadowed uplands, under skies that were the first days blue, and the last gray over a rainy and then a snowy floor.
In the meadowed distance peat seemed to be being burnt, and over the black forest there had gathered an opalescent cloud of smoke which also suffused the neighbouring marshes. To the right, the bank of the river towered up into lofty, precipitous, clayey slopes intersected with ravines wherein aspens and birches found shelter. Everything ashore had about it a restful, sultry, deserted look.
It opened in the surpassing loveliness of wooded and meadowed uplands, under skies that were the first days blue, and the last gray over a rainy and then a snowy floor.
Everywhere stand the pines the little dark and steadfast pines that smile not, neither weep, but wait and wait. Near us lie isles of flesh and blood, white cottages, tiled and meadowed. Afar lie shadow-lands, high mist-hidden hills, mountains boldly limned, yet shading to the sky, faint and unreal.
The main street was in a pretty little meadowed vale, lined on either side with trees, and close to the Truckee, which here rushes and dashes and roars and sparkles among the bowlders and rocks that bestrew its bed. When it was found the ore did not "pan out," the excitement died down even more rapidly than it arose, and in 1863-4 the camp was practically dead.
Our hay has been all up these three weeks. I didn't know you ever meadowed the park. Here he trod with dreadful severity upon the corns of Mr Amedroz, but he did not perceive it. And when the squire muttered something about a tenant, and the inconvenience of keeping land in his own hands, Belton would have gone on with the subject had not Clara changed the conversation.
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