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one: the: i^ittIvE: he:rmitages which dot the sacred woods of busaco 



(see below) 



ing from the foliage, there stood a hum- 

 ble hermitage, and on the very summit, 

 looking so inaccessible that no human 

 foot could reach it, a little white tower 

 of another hermitage reared its cross 

 over all. 



On the right hand, as one looked down 

 over the battlements, the pretty gardens 



of the palace, with flowers and palms, 

 are spread at the foot, whilst, resting 

 humbly under the shadow of the palace, 

 is the ancient church and the tiny monas- 

 tery which for centuries housed the silent 

 Trappists, whose loving care made this 

 holy wood to grow upon the spurs and 

 glens of a granite mountain. Beyond 



