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and the rushing brilliancy of their course. 

 Here and there we have long glassy sheets or 

 pools ; in which everything is reflected with 

 remarkable distinctness and correctness of out- 

 line. Now, again, we have a rapid, rushing, 

 boisterous, and impetuous stream, dashing 

 against some huge rock, grotesquely scattered 

 over its bed, and supporting, in diverse places, 

 the ash, the slender willow, and the birch. 

 These are seen occasionally ornamented with 

 festoons of honeysuckles and wild roses, which 

 ofttimes dip their beauties in the rippling and 

 transparent waters. Everything has a seductive 

 and fairy charm about it. The huge blocks of 

 stone, covered with the moss of ages, the 

 bubbling and boiling eddies of the waters, the 

 aquatic plants and flowers every way profusely 

 strewed on the edges of the stream, aided 

 by the solemnity and silence of all around, 

 impart to the mind of the angler some of those 

 delicious trains of thought, which all, who have 

 practised his admirable art, and have been able 

 to give utterance to their inward thoughts, have 

 uniformly attributed to the heart-stirring and 

 innate power of his fascinating and contemplative 

 recreation. 



The Dove abounds with graylings, both of 

 excellent quality and large size. Some have 



