- quiries I always dive to the bottom, and
do not float on the surface. What had been the subject of your conversation before it was interrupted by my presence and your own modesty?" "We were speaking of the face of the country, which is not so pleasant as that between Hertford and Stevenage. It is bare and chalky."—"A bare and bleak face of a country, young gentleman, is not so pleasant to the eye, as a succession of woods, lawns, and verdant pastures.—You will farther observe that an expanse of flat is less agreeable than a vicissitude of hill and dale. But if you are going much farther north, I shall have an opportunity of illustrating this remark as we pass through Lincolnshire. Even in the prospects near London, which many shallow judges praise, I have discovered defects; they are either too flat and monotonous, or want the diversification of
