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hiding behind a boulder - Suddenly the Sun seems
to have flashed on the opposite boulder ravine - but it
is only a mimosa g[iven?] in full yellow flower! You
turn up a sharp V- to get around a gorge and it is
lined as daintily as a milliner could do it, from
top to bottom with little Austrian pines - smooth as a
bear's back and at the foot an arm of the sea - silent
and lurching - It is all the [?] side of nature
one feels there! Suddenly the sea comes half over the
road - after circles of descent like a hawk on its
chicken - and you draw up your feet unconsciously
as the gust breakers hurry toward you - they seem so
alive! so ravenous! At the sea line a peak rises