ON THE COAST OF AEEAN 15a 



CHAPTER XVI 



Oh, 'twas an unimaginable sight ! 



Clouds, mists, streams, watery rocks and emerald turf, 



Clouds of all tincture, rocks and sapphire sky, 



Confused, commingled, mutually inflamed, 



Molten together, and composing thus, 



Each lost in each, that marvellous array 



Of temple, palace, citadel, and huge 



Fantastic pomp of structure without name, 



In fleecy folds voluminous, enwrapped. 



WOEDSWOETH. The Excursion, Book II. 



COKEIE: Thursday, August 28. 



TO-DAY we have made our projected excur- 

 sion along the mountain ridges. The morning 

 was a doubtful one, and the Provost, when 

 appealed to, shook his head, and declined to 

 commit himself either on one side or the other. 

 ' Shrewd old Scot,' I said, as I turned indoors, 

 leaving him on the sward outside, with his face 



