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of a man of genius. The journal of Gray feelingly showed how
the gloom of ill health and low spirits had been irradiated
by objects, which the Author's powers of mind enabled him to
describe with distinctness and unaffected simplicity. Every
reader of this journal must have been impressed with the
words which conclude his notice of the Vale of Grasmere: -
"Not a single red tile, no flaring gentleman's house or
garden-wall, breaks in upon the repose of this little
unsuspected paradise; but all is peace, rusticity, and happy
poverty, in its neatest and most becoming attire."
What is here so justly said of Grasmere applied almost
equally to all its sister Vales. It was well for the
undisturbed pleasure of the Poet that he had no forebodings
of the change which was soon to take place; and it might
have been hoped that these words, indicating how much the
charm of what was, depended on what was not,
would of themselves have preserved the ancient franchises of
this and other kindred mountain retirements from trespass;
or (shall I dare to say?) would have secured scenes so
consecrated from profanation. The lakes had now become
celebrated; visitors flocked hither from all parts of
England; the fancies of some were smitten so deeply, that
they became settlers; and the Islands of Derwentwater and
Winandermere, as they offered the strongest temptation, were
the first places seized upon, and were instantly defaced by
the intrusion.
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