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Levin looked about him and hardly recognized the place,

everything was so changed. The immense stretch of meadow had been

mown and was sparkling with a peculiar fresh brilliance, with its

lines of already sweet-smelling grass in the slanting rays of the

evening sun. And the bushes about the river had been cut down,

and the river itself, not visible before, now gleaming like steel

in its bends, and the moving, ascending, peasants, and the sharp

wall of grass of the unmown part of the meadow, and the hawks

hovering over the stripped meadow-all was perfectly new. Raising

himself, Levin began considering how much had been cut and how

much more could still be done that day.