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yet beheld. Here present themselves an arrangement of vast
mountains, entirely new, both in form and coloring of rock; large
hollow craters scooped in their bosoms, once the seeming seats of
raging liquid fire, though at present overflowing with the purest
water, that foams down the craggy brows; other woods ornament
their base, and other lakes, clear as the Derwent, lie at their
feet. The softer part of these scenes are verdant hills patched
with wood, spotted with rock, and pastured with herds and flocks.
The ride is along Swinside; and having turned the brow of the
hill, and passed the first houses, through which the road leads,
observe at the gate on the right, a view down a narrow vale,
which is pleasing in a high degree.
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