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crept down towards the dark , cloud - smoking waters of Loch Doul , where it lost itself for ever in the mighty , cloud - capped mountains at the head of the loch . The Manse stood up the glen , a good half - mile from the sea's edge .
crept down towards the dark , cloud - smoking waters of Loch Doul , where it lost itself for ever in the mighty , cloud - capped mountains at the head of the loch . The Manse stood up the glen , a good half - mile from the sea's edge .
Pagina 103
You know that the mountains are God's work , but they have no soul . True they remain , whereas we pass , ” he continued after a moment's thought , “ but they remain soulless ; we pass on into a life immortal .
You know that the mountains are God's work , but they have no soul . True they remain , whereas we pass , ” he continued after a moment's thought , “ but they remain soulless ; we pass on into a life immortal .
Pagina 261
The trees round the Manse , bending before the gale , inclined farther towards the mountains . They were perpetually straining away from the sea as though they were afraid . There was snow on the mountain tops very early , and great ...
The trees round the Manse , bending before the gale , inclined farther towards the mountains . They were perpetually straining away from the sea as though they were afraid . There was snow on the mountain tops very early , and great ...
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