As we advanced and left the track, we trod a soft turf, mossy fine and emerald green, minutely enamelled with a tiny white flower, and spangled with a star-like yellow blossom: the hills, meantime, shut us quite in; for the glen, towards its head, wound to their very core.
Később mohos, puha, smaragdzöld réten vágtunk keresztül; a rét telehintve csillag alakú, apró, fehér és sárga virággal. A hegyek közben teljesen körülzártak bennünket.