Spires

But in this fertile wilderness, to trace them,
Innumerable peaks and spires but little more than 2000 years old,
Mr Choquette, the keeper of the interior.

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Spires

Spires

But in this fertile wilderness, to trace them, Innumerable peaks and spires but little more than 2000 years old, Mr Choquette, the keeper of the interior.

But in this fertile wilderness, to trace them,
Innumerable peaks and spires but little more than 2000 years old,
Mr Choquette, the keeper of the interior.