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dows surmounted by naked downs. In front we have a mountainous bank, at whose roots is the lodging-house called the Temple, a few other residences, and the Hotel. Following the road, we arrive at the platform before the latter house, where the Derwent loses his peaceful character, and becomes a brawling brook; a small cascade is seen falling down the bank before us; and on turning we discover a grand face of white rock richly netted with ivy, and decorated with shrubs. A path here occurs to the right, leading up to the Temple, and discloses a wide view of this wonderful valley. But willing to analyze its beauties, we decline this general developement of them, and proceed along the lower road, which carrying us by the Old Bath, another house of public reception, we reach a new and most pleasing point of view. Here the river recedes in a curve from the road, forming a little meadow as a foreground to the picture. This is finely opposed and backed by a line of rock and wood, a mass of trees rising to the right, and shutting out for a short time all other features of the scenery; amongst which we lose the stream, whose murmurs are heard, though itself be invisible. A broader face of white rock quickly discovers itself; and the road, ascending to Saxton's Bath, affords not only an indescribably
