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Spiraling Serpent
"They had driven over the crest of a hill. below them was a pond, looking almost like a river, so long and winding was it. ... From the marsh at the head of the pond came the clear, mournfully sweet chorus of the frogs. ... The winter was over and gone with a thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring. ... The spring was abroad in the land with red fields smoking into pale purply mists in the declining sun., with still crimson-budded maples around the mirror-the -wood-pool, with a wakening in the world and a stir of hidden pulses under the gray sod."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (1908) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Spiraling Serpent
"They had driven over the crest of a hill. below them was a pond, looking almost like a river, so long and winding was it. ... From the marsh at the head of the pond came the clear, mournfully sweet chorus of the frogs. ... The winter was over and gone with a thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring. ... The spring was abroad in the land with red fields smoking into pale purply mists in the declining sun., with still crimson-budded maples around the mirror-the -wood-pool, with a wakening in the world and a stir of hidden pulses under the gray sod."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (1908) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~