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On the right is Patterdale Hall, the former residence of the
kings of Patterdale, but now belonging to W. Marshall, Esq.,
M.P. for Carlisle. The stream that rushes down across the
road, flows out of Graysdale Tarn, through a moist green
dale, with one single house embosomed in sycamores.
Patterdale chapel stands on one side of the road, with
scarcely a single tombstone in its burial-ground, its noble
tree, the solemn yew, adding dignity even to the hallowed
ground.
'These dalesmen trust
The lingering gleam of their departed lives
To oral records and the silent heart -
Depository faithful, and more kind
Than fondest epitaphs; for, if that fail,
What boots the sculptur'd tomb?'
A little further is the excellent inn, where every
accommodation may be had for viewing this sublime nucleus of
dales, and where a day or two should be spent for such a
purpose. The water should be navigated, the recesses of the
dales explored, and Helvellyn ascended. No one, not even the
transitory visitor, should omit to walk to Blowick, which
may be done while dinner is preparing. It has still
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