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gained the summit. From hence, saw the lake opening directly at
my feet, majestic in calmness, clear and smooth as a blue mirror,
with winding shores, and low points of land, covered with green
inclosures, white farm houses looking out among the trees, and
cattle feeding. The water is almost everywhere bordered with
cultivated lands, gently sloping upwards, from a mile to a
quarter of a mile in breadth, till they reach the feet of the
mountains, which rise very rude and awful, with their broken
tops, on each hand. Directly in front, at better than three miles
distance, Place-fell, one of the bravest among them, pushes its
bold breast into the midst of the lake, and forces it to alter
its course, forming first a large bay to the left, and then
bending to the right. Descended Dunmallet by a side avenue, only
not perpendicular and came to Barton-bridge, over the Emont. Then
walked through a path in the wood, round the bottom of the hill,
came forth where the Emont issues out of the lake, and continued
my way along the western shore, close to the water, and generally
on a level with it; it is nine miles long, and at the widest,
under a mile in breadth. After extending itself three miles and a
half, in a line to the south-west, it turns at the foot of
Place-fell, almost due west, and is here not twice the breadth of
the Thames at London. It is soon again interrupted by the root of
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