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Looking abroad, what does he see? The first impression
probably is of the billowy character of the mountain groups
around and below him. This is perhaps the most striking
feature of such a scene to a novice; and the next is the
flitting character of the mists. One ghostly peak after
another seems to rise out of its shroud; and then the shroud
winds itself round another. Here the mist floats over a
valley; there it reeks out of a chasm: here it rests upon a
green slope; there it curls up a black precipice. The sunny
vales below look like a paradise, with their bright meadows
and waters and shadowy woods, and little knots of villages.
To the south there is the glittering sea; and the estuaries
of the Leven and Duddon, with their stretches of yellow
sands. To the east there is a sea of bill tops. On the
north, Ullswater appears, grey and calm at the foot of black
precipices; and nearer may be traced the whole pass from
Patterdale, where Brothers' Water lies invisible from hence.
The finest point of the whole excursion is about the middle
of the cul-de-sac, where, on the northern sides,
there are tremendous precipices, overlooking Deepdale, and
other sweet recesses far below. Here, within hearing of the
torrents which tumble from those precipices, the rover
should rest. He will see nothing so fine as the contrast of
this northern view with the long green slope on the other
side, down to the source of Rydal
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