DOWN A GftEEN LANE ! 
beautiful of its beautiful family. The aspect of 
a hedge-bank clothed with Polystichum angular e 
must be seen to be adequately appreciated. 
Pursuing our pathway a few yards farther, the 
scene, for one moment, changes. Through a 
gateway on the right, forming a gap in the sand- 
stone hedge-bank which has helped to shut in the 
lane, the sun suddenly lights up the scene ; and 
at the same time a charming prospect is offered 
by the valley below. Some of the grandest of 
Devonshire scenery lies before us. From where 
we stand, a declivity sweeps gracefully down 
to Totnes, which, nestling around its tall church 
tower, appears to repose in the very depth of the 
valley. On each side we get a peep of the 
winding Dart ; on the left as it flows from the 
moor, on the right as it makes for the sea. But 
town and river are mantled by trees, now thinly 
scattered, now densely grouped and spreading 
away over upland and hill- top, as far as the eye 
can reach, in dusky outlines. Town, river, and 
wood below, sloping uplands with meadow and 
corn-field, steep wood- crowned hills beyond, and 
the rugged peaks and barren tors of Dartmoor in 
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