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The straight stems slender as youth, of close clustering pines, like pipes of a rugged organ, tower up to their crown of needle plumes.

The wood is thick with their nearness, each to each

There are straight oaks amongst them, so straight indeed that I had no noticed them but for the withered leaves of long vanished autumn below, and the well might leave but budding twigs above.

So close are the slender standing columns, tree stems, organ pipes, or what you will; and in perspective assemblage so many, that the outside open of the moorlands is walled off by them as by a [indecipherable]

Only here and there in one direction a few narrow and vertical chunks of silver light indicate the outer world

In other quarters, by the woods, seemingly impenetrable depth and closer peopling of stems, the [pallicade??] becomes as a closing wall complete against the open glory of the day.

This is a place made almost sacred as are the cloisters of a

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