DOI Seite / Zitierlink:
https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.61635#0151
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department of the Seine-et-Loire for the Loiret,
where the road, though not bad, was not quite so
good, and where the kilometre-stones no longer
marked the distance, but were newly whitened,
looking for all the world, as J-suggested, like
tombstones of dead kilometres.—Then we came to
the first vineyard on our route, in which the vines,
heavy with purple clusters, clung to low poles, with
none of the grace of the same vines crossing from
mulberry to'mulberry in Italy, or of the hops in
England.—Up and down the road took us—now
giving
department of the Seine-et-Loire for the Loiret,
where the road, though not bad, was not quite so
good, and where the kilometre-stones no longer
marked the distance, but were newly whitened,
looking for all the world, as J-suggested, like
tombstones of dead kilometres.—Then we came to
the first vineyard on our route, in which the vines,
heavy with purple clusters, clung to low poles, with
none of the grace of the same vines crossing from
mulberry to'mulberry in Italy, or of the hops in
England.—Up and down the road took us—now
giving