The one had leaves of dark green that beneath were as shining silver,
and from each of his countless flowers a dew of silver light was ever falling,
and the earth beneath was dappled with the shadows of his fluttering leaves.
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and from each of his countless flowers a dew of silver light was ever falling,
and the earth beneath was dappled with the shadows of his fluttering leaves.
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The other bore leaves of a young green like the new-opened beech;
their edges were of glittering gold.
Flowers swung upon her branches in clusters of yellow flame,
formed each to a glowing horn that spilled a golden rain upon the ground;
and from the blossom of that tree there came forth warmth and a great light.
J.R.R. Tolkien - from The Silmarillion
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