|  | page 122 morning, before we had seen these, I was reminded of that  
picturesque animal by two rams of mountain breed, both with  
Ammonian horns, and with beards majestic as that which  
Michael Angelo has given to his statue of Moses. - But to  
return; when our path had brought us to that part of the  
naked common which overlooks the woods and bush-besprinkled  
fields of Blowick, the lake, clouds, and mists were all in  
motion to the sound of sweeping winds; - the church and  
cottages of Patterdale scarcely visible, or seen only by  
fits between the shifting vapours. To the northward the  
scene was less visionary; - Place Fell steady and bold; -  
the whole lake driving onward like a great river - waves  
dancing round the small islands. The house at Blowick was  
the boundary of our walk; and we returned, lamenting to see  
a decaying and uncomfortable dwelling in a place where  
sublimity and beauty seemed to contend with each other. But  
these regrets were dispelled by a glance on the woods that  
clothe the opposite steeps of the lake. How exquisite was  
the mixture of sober and splendid hues! The general  
colouring of the trees was brown - rather that of ripe hazel 
nuts; but towards the water, there were yet beds of green,  
and in the highest parts of the wood, was abundance of  
yellow foliage, which, gleaming through the vapoury lustre,  
reminded us of masses of clouds, as you see them gathered  
together in the west, and touched with the golden light of  
the setting sun.
 
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