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green canopy of tree and shrub. So steeply did this lane 
descend that in going down it we could not preserve an even 
pace, hut had to go down in a sort of shambling fashion. At 
the bottom of this charming lane our path crosses the head 
of a most lovely combe, covered by meadow and corn land, 
with tree and shrub starting up picturesquely from the 
dividing hedges, the whole landscape forming the rolling 
background of the sea, lying away to our left, at the combe 
mouth. 
Now we come in sight of Dartmouth and the glorious Dart, 
and our path lies under a dark avenue of trees, which line 
the way on both sides of us. Now it mounts a hill, and then 
it goes down, down, still under the deep shade of trees, whilst 
trees away and down to our left clothe the precipitous bank 
of the river’s brink. Then, continuing our path, we in a few 
moments reach Kingswear. 
