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seen, from the pass of Borrowdale, till it joins the lake; the
lake itself spotted with islands; the most extraordinary line of
shore, varied with all the surprising accompaniments of rock and
wood; the village of Grange at the foot of the crag, and the
white houses of Keswick with Crosthwaite church at the lower end
of the lake; behind these, much cultivation, with a beautiful
mixture of villages, houses, cots, and farms, standing round the
skirts of Skiddaw, which rises in the grandest manner, from a
verdant base, and closes this prospect in the noblest style of
nature's true sublime. From the summit of this rock, the views
are so singularly great and pleasing, that they ought never to be
omitted. The ascent is by one of the narrow paths, cut in the
side of the mountain, for carrying down the slate that is
quarried on its top.
The view to the north, or the vale of Keswick, is already
described; that to the south lies in Borrowdale. The river is
seen winding upward from the lake, through the rugged pass, to
where it divides, and embraces a triangular vale, completely cut
into inclosures of meadow, enamelled with the softest verdure,
and fields waving with fruitful crops. This truly secreted spot,
is completely surrounded by the most horrid, romantic moun-
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