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in whose bosom it is formed, appears to have been the focus of a volcano, in some distant period of time, when the cones were produced by explosion. At present it is the reservoir of water, that feeds the roaring cataract you see in the descent to Buttermere. Here all is barrenness, solitude, and silence, only interrupted by the murmurs of a rill, that runs unseen in the bottom of a deep dell . The smooth verdant sides of the vast hills on the right have many furrows engraven in their sides by the winter rains; and the sable mountains in front present all the horrors of cloven rock, broken cliff, and mountain streams tumbling headlong. Some traces of industry obtruding
There is one curious spectacle, often seen by the shepherd on the
tops of these mountains, which the traveller may never chance to
see, but which is so happily delineated in the following stanza,
that he may the less regret it. What I mean is the effects of
mists, which frequently involve every object round in the bases
of these eminences, and which in the district of pointed hills
just described, must be experienced in the greatest perfection.
And oft the craggy cliff he lov'd to climb,Minstrel, B. 1st.
|-- Bleaberry Tarn
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