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page 21
Hundreds of curves and circlets, to and fro,
Upward and downward, progress intricate
Yet unperplex'd, as if one spirit swayed
Their indefatigable flight. - 'Tis done -
Ten times, or more, I fancied it had ceased;
But lo! the vanish'd company again
Ascending; - they approach - I hear their wings
Faint, faint, at first, and then an eager sound
Past in a moment - and as faint again!
They tempt the sun to sport amid their plumes;
They tempt the water or the gleaming ice,
To shew them a fair image; - 'tis themselves,
Their own fair forms, upon the glimmering plain,
Painted more soft and fair as they descend
Almost to touch; - then up again aloft,
Up with a sally and a flash of speed,
As if they scorn'd both resting-place and rest!
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islands
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The ISLANDS, dispersed among these lakes, are neither so
numerous nor so beautiful as might be expected from the
account that has been given of the manner in which the level
areas of the vales are so frequently diversified by rocks,
hills, and hillocks, scattered over them; nor are they
ornamented (as are several of the lakes in Scotland and
Ireland) by the remains of castles or other places of
defence; nor with the still more interesting ruins of
religious edifices. Every one must regret that scarcely a
vestige is left of the Oratory, consecrated to the Virgin,
which stood upon Chapel-Holm in Windermere, and that the
Chauntry has disappeared, where mass used to be sung, upon
St. Herbert's Island, Derwent-water. The islands of the last
mentioned lake are neither fortunately placed
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gazetteer links
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-- "Chapel Holm" -- St Mary's chapel
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-- "Chapel Holm" -- Lady Holme
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-- "St Herbert's Hermitage" -- St Herbert's Cell
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