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The country in this season is, of course, seen to disadvantage, but still

it exhibits beauty enough to convince us what England entlens of what he

called civilisation, as we approached London, became quite eloquent; but

the first view of the city from Blackheath (which, by the bye, is a fine

common, surrounded with villas and handsoet the impression it made on myself

The sun was declined towards the horizon; vast led with the smoky canopy, and the dome of St Paul's,

like the enormous idol of some terrible deity, throned anificence, darkness, and ether an object of vast sublimity I felt touched with reverence,

as if I was indeed approaching the city of THE HUMAN POWERS

The distant view of Edinburgh is picturesque and romantic, but it affects

a lower class of our associations It is, compared to that of London,

what the poem of the Seasons is with respect to Paradise Lost--the

castellated descriptions of Walter Scott to the Darkness of Byron--the

Sabbath of Grahah, leisure and cheerfulness are on the road; large spaces of

rural and pastoral nature are spread openly around, andbeyond the like those

that die, we know not whither, while the sun is bright on their sails,

and hope with theer

haste and a hurrying on froloo sound, like