We were standing where there was a fine view of the harbor and its long stretches of shore all covered by the great army of the pointed firs, darkly … - Sarah Orne Jewett

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We were standing where there was a fine view of the harbor and its long stretches of shore all covered by the great army of the pointed firs, darkly cloaked and standing as if they waited to embark. As we looked far seaward among the outer islands, the trees seemed to march seaward still, going steadily over the heights and down to the water's edge.