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of constantly varying beauty, with glimpses of moun-
tain behind the wooded slopes, until at last you
come to the Powerscourt Waterfall with its plunge
of a hundred feet out of an upper ravine. Climb
round, get above the waterfall, and at last, on the
slopes of Douse Mountain, you reach wild nature
and you forget Dublin. Till then the spirit of Dublin
is with you— the spirit of a prosperous Dublin, in-
habited by rich men who liked to adorn the country-
side with some of the graces of the town, to set
elaborate plantations of foreign shrubs against a
backing of rock and heather. Very pretty it is, and
nowhere done more prettily.
Or again, if you go from Bray to Greystones by
road, you may take the short road through Windgates
and traverse the dip in the ridge between the Head
and the Lesser Sugarloaf— a charming drive — with
the Head and the sea on your left, the peaked shape
of Sugarloaf on your right, bracken and heather clad,
and over part of its height enclosed in a deerpark full
of sturdy Japanese deer. You may do better still: you
may take the long road and go inland, leaving Little
Sugarloaf on your left, towering up purple and splen-
did above you, pineclad on this side to half its height;
then, curving round, come into the defile by Kilma-
canoge, which divides it from the Greater Sugarloaf.
Here now is the parting of the regions. From Kil-
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