Under the trees . mt^irizM^mnrri sv^^; sand and polished pebble; then it loiteredin the shadow of a great rock and becamea deep, silent pool, full of shadows and themysteries which lurk in such remote anddusky places. it was beside such a pool that 1 pausedat last, and seated myself with intlnitecontent. Before me the glen narrowedinto a rocky chasm, over which the ad-venturous trees that clung to the precipitoushillsides spread a dense roof of dark pool at my feet was full ofmysterious shadows and seemed to coverepochs of buried history. As 1 studied itsmotionless surface the old
Under the trees . mt^irizM^mnrri sv^^; sand and polished pebble; then it loiteredin the shadow of a great rock and becamea deep, silent pool, full of shadows and themysteries which lurk in such remote anddusky places. it was beside such a pool that 1 pausedat last, and seated myself with intlnitecontent. Before me the glen narrowedinto a rocky chasm, over which the ad-venturous trees that clung to the precipitoushillsides spread a dense roof of dark pool at my feet was full ofmysterious shadows and seemed to coverepochs of buried history. As 1 studied itsmotionless surface the old medii^val legendsof black, fathomless pools came back tome, and I felt the air of enchantmentstealing over me, lulling my latter-dayscepticism into sleep, and making all mys-teries rational and all marvels these silent depths no magical art hadever submerged cities or castles; on thestillest of all quiet afternoons no muttledechoes, faint and far, float up through thewaveless waters. But who knows what. %
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