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... Dartmoor that , dearly as I would love to paint its cloudscapes and the smooth sweep of hills , I feel that there is little left for a pen but a question : Has any Dartmoor novelist compared this eerie two hundred miles of Devonshire ...
... Dartmoor that , dearly as I would love to paint its cloudscapes and the smooth sweep of hills , I feel that there is little left for a pen but a question : Has any Dartmoor novelist compared this eerie two hundred miles of Devonshire ...
Page 106
... Dartmoor . I have seen the sun sink below the Sahara , and this gave me a clue to that something in the sight of Dartmoor that chills the heart - its inhumanity ! Here are no cosy acres , but miles that have never known the plough ...
... Dartmoor . I have seen the sun sink below the Sahara , and this gave me a clue to that something in the sight of Dartmoor that chills the heart - its inhumanity ! Here are no cosy acres , but miles that have never known the plough ...
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... Dartmoor . I have already described Dartmoor as a desert . Moorland villages such as Widecombe are the oases in this desert . There are little clumps of green clustered in the hollow of the hills , sheltered , if shelter is possible ...
... Dartmoor . I have already described Dartmoor as a desert . Moorland villages such as Widecombe are the oases in this desert . There are little clumps of green clustered in the hollow of the hills , sheltered , if shelter is possible ...
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CHAPTER TWO | 26 |
CHAPTER THREE | 44 |
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