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his Highlands of Central India Captain J. Forsyth speaks eloquently about the
infinitely varied beauty of the rocks: "the eye never wearies of the ...
effect produced by the broken and reflected sunlight, now glancing from a pinnacle
of snow-white marble reared against the deep blue of the sky as from a point
of silver, touching here and there with bright lights the prominence of the
middle heights and again losing itself in the soft bluish grays of their recesses.
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