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...soil which retains moisture and prevents inundations. Mr. Ruskin says of the mosses and lichens : " Unfading as motionless, the worm frets them not, and...tapestries of the hills; to them, slow-pencilled, iris dyed, the tender framing of their endless imagery. Sharing the stillness of the unimpassioned...

...soil which retains moisture and prevents inundations. Mr. Ruskin says of the mosses and lichens : " Unfading as motionless, the worm frets them not, and...tapestries of the hills; to them, slow-pencilled, iris dyed, the tender framing of their endless imagery. Sharing the stillness of the unimpassioned...

...entrusted the weaving of the dark, eternal, kpestries of the hills; to them, slow-pencilled, iris-dyed, 'he tender framing of their endless imagery. Sharing the...stillness of the unimpassioned rock, they share also lk s endurance; and while the winds of departing spring ^tter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted...

...quoted, is brought to a close in the measurable melody of verse. Mr Ruskin writes of the lichens — "Sharing the stillness of the unimpassioned rock,...while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip...

...when all other vegetation has succumbed to the icy throes of the Frost Spirit. Of them Ruskin writes: "Strong in lowliness, they neither blanch in heat...while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossoms, like drifted snow, and summer duns in the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip...

...constant-hearted, is intrusted the weaving of the dark eternal tapestries of the hills; to them, slow-penciled, iris-dyed, the tender framing of their endless imagery....while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip...

...constant-hearted, is intrusted the weaving of the dark eternal tapestries of the hills; to them, slow-penciled, iris-dyed, the tender framing of their endless imagery....while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip...

...intrusted the weaving of the dark, eternal tapestries of the hills; to them, slow-penciled, iris-dyed, tender framing of their endless imagery. Sharing the...while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossoms like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip...

...is entrusted the weaving of the dark, eternal tapestries of the hills ; to them, slow - pencilled, iris-dyed, the tender framing of their endless imagery....while the winds of departing spring scatter the white hawthorn blossom like drifted snow, and summer dims on the parched meadow the drooping of its cowslip-gold,...