\^IEW FROM CAP ROUX. 20<) 



porphyn' reappears as a purple reef. The water looks violet 

 against the red rock: it shines like liquid ametliyst in a 

 bo^^'l of Rosso antico. All round us the rocks glow in the 

 bright sunlight. Ore's' and yellow lichens tone down the 

 prevailing red into countless shades. We are completeh" 

 charmed b}' this rich variety- of liues : it affects the soul 

 like music. l3o much is our attention attracted b}' this 

 colouring that at trrst we scarcely observe the shape of 

 the objects, noticing how the tones blend, how thev fade 

 a\va\- or become prominent. How wondroush' this brown- 

 red mass contrasts with the blue of tlie sea, which rises 

 behind it to the horizon! How vonder block of porphyry- 

 detaches itself from the pearl)- -grey background of the 

 limestone _Vlps! Tliere again red peaks stretch forth 

 towards the brilliant sk}'. To the east, above Nice, the 

 dazzling snow of the Alps crowns the green foot-hills 

 like a silver^' diadem. Our e^-es return to it continualh. 

 Belo\\', near the coast, the azure sea lies sparkling; far 

 awa^• to the south it mirrors the sun, throwinp- back a 



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flood of light as if from its own depths. 



A large boss of rock to the west co\'ers the valle\- 

 ot Frejus; behind it rise the Montagues des Alaures, a 

 \'el\'etA' green. We gaze along the Coast, away to the 

 Golden Isles. To tlie east the Golfe de la Napoule and 

 Cannes lie before us almost ^yithin reach. The lies de 

 Lerins emerge like emeralds from the golden water. We 

 see them now all united into a single gleaming group — 

 in tlie foreground St. Honorat, next to it Ste. Marguerite, 

 and to the east, near St. Ilonorat, the small St. Fereol ; 

 behincl this again the Cap d'Antibes dips its flower^• shores 



