Her eye fell everywhere on lawns and plantations of the freshest green; and the trees, though not fully clothed, were in that delightful state when farther beauty is known to be at hand, and when, while much is actually given to the sight, more yet remains for the imagination.
Jane Austen, General Press (2016). “The Complete Works of Jane Austen: All novels, short stories, letters and poems”, p.918, GENERAL PRESS