from Prince Caspian, book #4 in The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis:
"Pale birch-girls were tossing their heads, willow-women pushed back their hair from their brooding face to gaze on Aslan, the queenly beeches stood still and adored him, shaggy oak-men, lean and melancholy elms, shock-headed hollies (dark themselves, but their wives all bright with berries) and gay rowans, all bowed and rose again, shouting, "Aslan, Aslan!" in their various husky or creaking or wave-like voices."
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I can't even tell you how many times I read and re-read these books as a child. I should read them again, see it from a different perspective.
Wasn't there a quote that said something like, you should read books 3 times, in the beggining of life, in the middle and toward the end of your life.
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