328 TORE POINT. 



here in coarse profusion, with the ragwort, and other 

 yellow composite. The thorn bushes are blushing 

 with their ripening scarlet haws, among which the 

 foliage of a white convolvulus has gracefully entwined 

 itself, now starred with its noble snowy flowers. 

 Kobin-redbreast is pouring forth his simple song by 

 broken stanzas in an elm over-head ; and a rabbit 

 pops out from a bush, and runs into a sort of quarry 

 on our left hand ; a corner half-inclosed by walls of 

 perpendicular rock, some twenty feet high, ivy-clad, 

 and crowned with furze. 



A winding path, with a hedge at one side, leads 

 steeply upward ; and presently we stand at the edge of 

 the cliff, with a beach of rocks and boulders below. 

 A fog from the sea is driving up before the wind, and 

 rises in flocky masses and shreds of mist, veiling the 

 lofty precipices in dim undefined grandeur. The mist 

 lifts a little, and we recognise, away to the right, the 

 Ladies' Bathing Pool, with its wide area of quiet 

 water. The path winds along the verge of the cliff, 

 fringed with bramble, heath, and fern, among which 

 the modest little milkwort charms by its elegant beauty, 

 and the meadow-sweet by its delicious fragrance. 



A narrow green promontory runs from this part into 

 the sea, sloping rapidly to the extremity : it is about 

 a hundred yards in length, and less than half as wide. 

 At first you would suppose its close verdant turf to be 

 grass, but when you examine it carefully you see that 

 it is almost exclusively composed of the common thrift, 

 which forms a bed, softer, more spongy, and more 

 elastic than any grass turf. This projection is called 

 Torr Point. 



