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The Holly is one of our most beautiful trees, as John Evelyn points out: "This _vulgar_ but _incomparable_ tree.... Is there under _Heaven_ a more glorious and refreshing object of the kind than an impregnable _hedge_ of near _three hundred_ feet in _length_, _nine_ foot _high_ and _five_ in _diameter_: which I can show in my poor _Gardens_ at any time in the year, glittering with its arm'd and vernished _leaves_? The taller _Standards_ at orderly distances blushing with their natural _Coral_."[89] This apparently was the identical hedge into which Peter the Great used to trundle his wheelbarrows. The barrows contained his courtiers. There was a nice run from the top of rising ground close at hand. It was at Sales Court, Deptford.