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Bangor and Caernarvon, but I found very 

 little to amufe me till I had pafled the 

 fourth mile-ftone, when, on a fudden turn 

 of the road, the ftraights of Menai, the 

 well wooded Me of Anglefea, and beyond 

 thefe, the far diftant Rivel mountains on 

 one fide, opened into a placid fcene, whilfl 

 the black precipices and magged fides of 

 the rocks of Caernarvonshire on the other 

 formed a moft delightful contraft. This 

 profpecl: was fo momentary, that it feemed 

 almoft the effect of enchantment ; and 

 preceding onward, the town and caftle 

 of Caernarvon, after fome time, opened 

 the fcene, and completed one of the moft 

 exquifite landfcapes the eye^ever beheld. 



At Caernarvon I went ta the hotel, an 

 Inn built a few years ago by the Earl of 

 Uxbridge, upon a very large and extenfive 

 fcale. It is an elegant ftone building, 

 ftanding on the outfide of the town walls, 

 a litije above the Menai, of which it com- 

 mands 



