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shore, and charm the eye in the passage from Vicar's-isle to
Ramps-holme. Another islet, above St. Herberts-island, has a
similar effect. All idea of river or outlet is here excluded;
but, over a neck of undulated land, finely scattered with trees,
distant water is just seen, behind Lord's-island. The white
church of Crosthwaite is here visible, under Skiddaw, which forms
the strongest back-ground. The opposite shore is bounded by a
range of hills, down to the entrance of Newland vale, where
Cawsey-pike, and Thornthwaite rise in Alpine pride, out-done only
by their supreme lord, Skiddaw. Their skirts descend in gentle
slopes, and ends (sic) in cultivated grounds. The whole of the
western coast is beautiful beyond what words can express, and the
north end exhibits what is most gentle and pleasing in landscape.
The southern extremity of the lake is a violent contrast to all
this. Falcon-crag, an immense rock, hangs over your head, and
upwards,a forest of broken pointed rocks, in a semicircular
sweep, towering in-
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