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into the grounds of Gowbarrow Hall; and then the Park, in
which is situated Lyulph's Tower, a rude hunting-seat of
Henry Howard, Esq., that exhibits one of the finest views on
the lake. The lover of nature may linger here for hours. A
powerful brook dashes through rocks hung with a happy
mixture of natural wood, beds of luxuriant fern, aged
hawthorns, hollies, and honeysuckles; while fallow deer are
seen glancing and bounding through the thickets and over the
lawns. The attraction of the retired views, and the
ever-varying fore-grounds, which heighten the beauties of
the water, are not to be described.
'Ah! that such beauty, varying in the light
Of living nature, cannot be pourtrayed
By words, nor by the pencil's silent skill,
But is the property of him alone
Who hath beheld it, noted it with care,
And, in his mind, recorded it with love.'
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The explorer of nature's hidden charms must here leave the
road, and follow up the gill above named, till he arrives at
Airey Force, where the stream falls eighty feet between two
rugged cheeks of rock,
' ____ Sending
From hollow clefts up to the clearer air
A cloud of mist, that, smitten by the sun,
Varies its rainbow hues.'
A wooden bridge crosses the top of the fall. After it has
rested for a moment in the basin that receives it, making a
bend, it rushes down a lower
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