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BOLEHILL TREES:
A conspicuous Plantation, encompassing a School-house and Play-ground, on a bleak eminence, at Barlow, in Derbyshire; on the one hand facing the high moors, on the other, overlooking a richly-cultivated, well-wooded, and mountainous country, near the seat of a Gentleman where the Writer has spent many happy hours.
Now peace to his ashes who planted yon trees,
That welcome my wandering eye!
In lofty luxuriance they wave with the breeze,
And resemble a grove in the sky:
On the brow of the mountain, uncultured and bleak,
They flourish in grandeur sublime,
That welcome my wandering eye!
In lofty luxuriance they wave with the breeze,
And resemble a grove in the sky:
On the brow of the mountain, uncultured and bleak,
They flourish in grandeur sublime,