The waving of a pine tree on the top of a mountain,—a magic wand in Nature’s hand,—every devout mountaineer knows its power; but the marvelous beauty value of what the Scotch call a breckan in a still dell, what poet has sung this?
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- Lots of sources credit John Muir with this, and they agree with each other. The book or the speech it first came from hasn't turned up yet.
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