Question

"Let us rest here," said St. John, as we reached the first stragglers of a battalion of rocks, guarding a sort of pass, beyond which the beck rushed down a waterfall; and where, still a little farther, the mountain shook off turf and flower, had only heath for raiment and crag for gem--where it exaggerated the wild to the savage, and exchanged the fresh for the frowning--where it guarded the forlorn hope of solitude, and a last refuge for silence.

Accepted Answer

-Quedémonos aquí -dijo John cuando alcanzamos la primera hilera de un batallón de rocas que guardaban una especie de paso que desembocaba cerca de una cascada. Más allá, la montaña aparecía desnuda de césped y flores y sólo malezas la vestían y riscos la adornaban.

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