246 OUR WOODLAND TREES. 
their collective than their individual beauty, which 
has occupied our attention. Let us, however, 
cross the turf, and if we do so in the direction of 
a band of sunshine which falls across the green- 
sward we may stand under one of the Limes at a 
spot where a scattered clump of rockery gives 
shelter to the roots of a luxuriant specimen of 
Polystichum angulare, and forms the climbing 
ground of a mass of clustering Ivy. Digressing 
for a moment we must stop to admire the shadows 
which the sunshine flings on the garden wall. The 
delicate tracery of the fern frond is shown in 
dark relief, not only on the wall, but on the 
broad ground of the Ivy leaves, over the creeping 
branches of which Polystichum angulare spreads 
out its green pinnules. There, too, on the wall, 
but higher up, are the quivering shadows of the 
Lime leaves. Thence we may look up into the 
mass of Lime foliage, and admire and enjoy the 
delicate beauty and transparency of the leaves. 
These, attached in alternation to the delicate 
twigs which support them, are thrown out with a 
vigour which is surprising, if we remember the 
extreme delicacy of their conformation. They do 
