ABSTRACT
When we were in the woods . . . we saw a few da odils close to the waterside . . . but as we went along there were more and yet more and at last under the boughs of the trees, we saw that there was a long belt of them along the shore . . . I never saw da odils so beautiful. They grew among the mossy stones about and about them; some rested their heads upon these stones as on a pillow for weariness and the rest tossed and reeled and danced and seemed as if they verily laughed with the wind that blew upon them over the lake.
