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where beautiful hanging birches and fir-trees
grow in Scandinavian splendour. There are
small islands with green, silent groves; there
are small islands with rich grass, tall brackens,
variegated bell-flowers, and cowslips – no Turkey
carpet has fresher colours. The stream between
these islands and holms is sometimes rapid,
deep, and clear; sometimes like a broad rivulet
with silky-green rushes, water-lilies, and
brown-feathered reeds; sometimes it is a brook with a
stony ground, and now it spreads itself out in a
large, still mill-dam.
Here is a landscape in Midsummer for the
games of the river-sprites, and the dancers of
the rives and fairies! Here, in the lustre of the
full moon, the dryads can tell their tales, the
water-sprite seize the golden harp, and believe
that one can be blessed, at least for one single
night like this.
On the other side of Œns Brück is the
main stream – the full Dal-elv. Do you hear
the monotonous rumble? it is not from
Elvkarleby Fall that it reaches hither; it is
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