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CHAPTER V. 
Cloyelly ! thou most difficult place to describe ! 
How, where, am I to begin ? Some think they 
have seen all that is to be seen, have done thy 
beauties justice, when they have slipped down, and 
toiled up, thy steep stair-like street.* 
But those who know Clovelly well, will say. See 
all, see everything ; in your journey through the 
world you will seldom find a place more worth 
seeing or more deserving a place in your memory. 
The most striking entrance to Clovelly is un- 
doubtedly along the Hobby, a road terraced in the 
clifi*, winding in and out, through deep wooded 
glens and over trickling streams ; while below the 
blue sea shines between the branches, and the 
waves make gentle moan upon a beach you cannot 
see. At every turn you are enchanted by fresh 
prospects, — now over the broad bay to the sand- 
hills of Braunton, and the rocky promontories of 
Baggy and Morte ; now catching glimpses of the 
* See Frontispiece, Plate I. 
