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ation. The tender green of spring, the deeper 
tints and full-grown foliage of summer, the sur¬ 
passing glory and variety of autumn, and even 
the snow and hoarfrost of winter, each sits so 
well upon them, that, delighted with the present 
impression, we think no other vesture would 
become them so well. 
The individuality of character, too, which each 
tree possesses, adds an indescribable charm to 
sylvan scenery. “ What can afford more de¬ 
lightful contrast in landscape,” says a tasteful au¬ 
thor, “ than the giant strength of the oak with 
the flexile elegance of the ash ; the stately tran¬ 
quillity of the elm with the tremulous lightness of 
the poplar; the bright and vivid foliage of the 
beech or sycamore with the funereal majesty of 
the cedar or the yew ; all differing in form and 
character as in colour ? ” 
“No tree in all the grove but has its charms, 
And each its charm peculiar.’* 
If the reader partake the enthusiasm of the 
writer towards the whole leafy race, he will at 
least approve her subject: for the manner in 
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