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BRAMBLES AND BAY LEAVES. 



bastion and massive crumbling walls, hangs frowning upon the edge 

 of a cliff above the foam of the sea. In fact, no end of sucny 

 memories, and sweet associations of woodland rambles, country- 

 gossip, and rustic simplicity and beauty, are always to be found in 

 these dry plants. 



' ' The flowers, in silence, seem to breathe 

 Such thoughts as language cannot tell." 



