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With what emotions of sublimity, softened by tenderness, did she ht, at the custo the Alps, she watched the glorious orb sink amid their summits,

his last tints die away on their snowy points, and a soleleam had faded, she turned

her eyes froret that is

experienced after the departure of a beloved friend; while these lonely

feelings were heightened by the spreading gloom, and by the low sounds,

heard only when darkness confines attention, which eneral

stillness h of the

breeze that lingers after sun-set, or thethe first days of this journey a the Alps, the scenery

exhibited a wonderful mixture of solitude and inhabitation, of

cultivation and barrenness On the edge of tremendous precipices, and

within the hollow of the cliffs, belohich the clouds often floated,

were seen villages, spires, and convent towers; while green pastures

and vineyards spread their hues at the feet of perpendicular rocks

of ranite, whose points, tufted with alpine shrubs, or

exhibiting only s, rose above each other, till they terminated