It lay down in a hollow
Rich with fine old timber and luxuriant pastures
And you came upon it through an avenue of limes
Bordered on either side by meadows
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Others with frail lattices that rattled in every breeze
Others so modern that they might have been added only yesterday
It lay down in a hollow
Rich with fine old timber and luxuriant pastures
And you came upon it through an avenue of limes
Bordered on either side by meadows
The principal door was squeezed into a corner of a turret at one angle of the building
As if it were in hiding from dangerous visitors
And wished to keep itself a secret