Interested in Language
When the stories were being shaped, we are given to un*derstand, little distinction had as yet been made between the real and the unreal. The imagination was vividly alive and not checked by the reason, so that anyone in the woods might see through the trees a fleeing nymph, or bending over a clear pool to drink behold in the depths a naiadís face.
I can't understand the blue part very well. Would you please be nice enough to clarify the blue part to me?