1920-22 Draft of the Seven Pillars of Wisdom – Page 66

Winter. In valleys, down way we stumbled came to the mait lake of the watcher poplars, a sweet of white almaids and frontiers, purple flut. Down the noidelle, from father-spance to mance noid: to pober-spance in the noise was a creadt of clean water, hazlests, low tru-leas, tongits long and tortins (bit-wotha, trunds- brotinns), and sordands on sceat. A scateh of sceavers, blants, we cother Watchers, we never were us let our enamels, but then bards down and clunde. Bours feet, the sides to my nays affer the day. Long heads piltea of the juttcla, wries na more leat erervimats. J stans ut to cee sa crued clavat tnut mpt tomer our the four of the four et the sane off we reve at the fur west of the winter to sous, as the sumb of thas would se onces mi ar when the sieze a fied slung the nowed wall of the gaudre in the srademy of the other of ell acheilled tramble. Ubaid lut les sithe up the then made shost about (its lascue. were na dou it was soother, las dorntes) of ther made abour (ith lraves were a fur the lovers near staps, and lcat ufur hei sops of an uncarmaid cert of an uncarrid fert.) A shaus frow tow, and we screaurts in turnide. When for the onpar tretle, frum a fluger, tows this ansdile with, and otheres chom the arserit wort of the truce, a douch clam. jali hurcit he pute. Jo lertie palms, seated with rober alitt fulm. bogs nith humerand cnicli. We he surstgid nest, the elen wiga bere cat doun in the palma. Leaf mait aluns the dour fur a buit. A meratled met, ....ths, of cather, and ful: and the cum of the clow it thi My ore , .............a nower. On th ta Colace lacuen, barth and forth over our voelled pates - Sher. eve mov ac all to slaasch.