. In the forest of Arden. :iwiiimiiii>*;i|i^j:r<i,m;iiiiiiui||. % ing the crests of wooded hills, whencenoble parks and vast landscapes layspread out; I have been thrilled bythe notes of the hunting-horn and dis-cerned from afar the cavalcade of beau-tiful women and gallant men windingits way to the gates of the courtyard; iI have seen splendid banners afloat !from turret and casement; I have seenlights flashing at night and heard faintmurmurs of music and laughter. Trulythey are fortunate who own castles in Spain I In the Forest of Arden there is nosuch brave show of battlement andrampa
. In the forest of Arden. :iwiiimiiii>*;i|i^j:r<i,m;iiiiiiui||. % ing the crests of wooded hills, whencenoble parks and vast landscapes layspread out; I have been thrilled bythe notes of the hunting-horn and dis-cerned from afar the cavalcade of beau-tiful women and gallant men windingits way to the gates of the courtyard; iI have seen splendid banners afloat !from turret and casement; I have seenlights flashing at night and heard faintmurmurs of music and laughter. Trulythey are fortunate who own castles in Spain I In the Forest of Arden there is nosuch brave show of battlement andrampart. In all our rambles we nevercame upon a castle or palace; in fact,1 so far as I remember, no one ever spokeof such structures. They seem to haveno place there. Nor is it hard to un-derstand this singular divergence fromthe ways of a world whose habits andstandards are continually reversed in If
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