The Delectable Duchy: Stories, Studies, and SketchesMacmillan and Company, 1893 - 320 pages |
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Page 15 - The yellow was out on the gorse, with a heady scent like a pineapple's; and between the bushes spread the gray film of coming bluebells. High up, the pines sighed along the ridge, turning paler; and far down, where the brook ran, a mad duet was going on between thrush and chaffinch, — * Cheer up, cheer up, Queen!* "Clip, clip, clip, and kiss me — Sweet!* — one against the other.
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