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Lonsdale Magazine, 1820, vol.1 p.76
[north]ward journey, is the neat little lake of Rydal; and
soon after the delightful vale of Grasmere - a vale so
fertile in the beautiful. Mr. Green's reflections here,
breathe the very language of the lover of nature in her
loveliest dress:- "The grand features of nature when happily
congregated, are grateful to the sentimental mind; but in
serene seasons, when not a breath of air disturbs the waters
of the lake, how beautiful the reflections on its glossy
bosom! - particularly when almost motionless clouds hang
upon the mountains, or the receeding objects are swimming in
celestial azure. Such is the scene which may be frequently
enjoyed from the new room at the south end of the lake." The
church is a pleasing object from every part of the valley.
And "the church-yard, shaded by ancient pines and sycamores,
is interesting to those who court silence and solitude. Some
charitable stranger has lately added a mournful yew, a tree
sacred to such situations."
We could not perhaps present our readers with a more
acceptable treat, than to follow our Guide through all the
scenes of varied charms, which he describes in this - the
richest of his journies. We shall however slightly notice a
few, and refer to the volumes themselves for a more detailed
description of scenes, where the Tourist would often be led
to exclaim,
"Ever charming, ever new,
When will the landscape tire the view""
From Grasmere we are conducted by a road, which is itself a
treat, to the romantic vale of Easedale. "This valley is
charmingly picturesque, for, in every direction, the eye and
the heart must feel that animated pleasure which arises from
the contemplation of uncontaminated nature. If to him who
has known sickness - as Gray sings -
'The meanest flow'ret of the vale,
The simplest note that swells the gale,
The common sun, the air, the skies,
- Are opening paradise!'
how exquisite the treat which the valetudinarian must
experience while, rejoicing in the first days of renovated
health, he gazes on scenes like those!"
We are next conducted by a steep ascent to the top of Helm
Crag, to two stones which, from their appearance to the
spectator below, are called the Lion and the Lamb. Hence
there is an extensive view over all the vales and lakes to a
considerable distance "The stones on Helm" says our author,
"appear as if they had fallen perpendicularly, for they rest
on each other in every possible direction, forming deep and
frightful fissures, and perhaps caverns which were never
diligently explored."
We move forward over the Raise to Wythburn Water, or Leath's
Water, which is "formed into many beautiful bays;" and about
the middle "a singular Alpine bridge, connecting two far
out-stretching promontories, cuts the lake in two not very
unequal parts." The greatest beauties of the place Mr. Green
says, are seen from the farther side of the lake. "Looking
across the deep black water of the lake, the huge Helvellyn,
clothed with rocks and shiver of silver grey, and with a
green but scanty herbage, is in high contrast to Bull Cragg,
with his sombre and mossy shelved rocks, rising on the
left."
The vale of St. John, which several Tourists have described
with all the warmth of Eastern metaphor, here presents "a
most singularly interesting assemblage of the wild and the
lovely: the road for more than a mile is seen wandering
through sweet enclosures, luxuriantly embowered in native
woods, which not only bedeck the valley, but travel up the
rocky steeps.
In this journey we skirt the foot of the "mighty Helvellyn,"
from whose summit, "the assemblage of mountains, lakes,
extensive flats, salt water rivers, and seas, furnish the
richest treat to the admirers of remote prospects, viewed
from some favourite eminence."
We are now to consider ourselves arrived at Keswick, another
primary station of equal eligibilty with that of Ambleside.
There two good inns here, the Royal Oak and the Queen's
Head: post chaises and ponies are kept at each of these
houses, to which are likewise attached experienced guides.
In addition to the above, there ar eseveral (sic) other
inns, well provided with beds and stabling, and many
respectable furnished houses, and lodgings. There are
coaches from Kendal, Ambleside, Penrith, Whitehaven,
Carlisle, etc, passing regularly through the town. There are
two museums in Keswick, well worthy of inspection - an
extensive circula-
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