Now great towns--Paris--Constantinople--London--were black as strewn rocks.
Waterways might be distinguished.

In England the trees were heavy in leaf.

Here perhaps in some southern wood an old man lit dry ferns and the birds were startled.

The sheep coughed; one flower bent slightly towards another.

The English sky is softer, milkier than the Eastern.
Something gentle has passed into it from the grass-rounded hills, something damp.