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    at his foot . I had never beheld such a reality . I had fancied , I had dreamed more splendid and lovely visions . But I have not looked at the crowning beauty of that morning ' s gaze . We descended deeper into the Sound , and the curtaining hills gradually drew aside , opening more and more , till Cawsand bay

    completed the eye ' s delighted range , and rivetted every sense of feeling and thought on what lay there . Sweeping round in a most graceful bend , and-lipping the sandy and shingly beach , the water sparkled , reflecting the ten thousand gems of beauty which smiled on its borders , and slept , or seemed to sleep , in their own shadows , which had laid their foundations in the translucent

    bosom of the liquid mirror : a molten crystal . And the gradually rising amphitheatre of meadow , upland , and hill and grovehere , and again , picturesque abruptnesses of rock , or an undulation , based by the clustered dwellings of the town , drawn out at each extremity in a diminishing line of cottages . Boats lying on the beach , others dancing under the fishermen ' s oars , and two or

    three ships , whose elegance of mould and slim tapering masts transmuted the objects of my admiration in Liverpool docks , into clumsy , dingy , heavy conglomerations of deformity . But there was one which sat enthroned upon the glistening surface of the mirror , the Queen of magnificence and beauty ! What a wonder of creation did she appear to me I The most delicate and

    exquisite work of hands which I had ever seen , in imitation of a ship , was enshrined in a glass case ; a corvette , built of ivory and ebony , and tackled with silken cordage . Smooth , brilliant , speckless , a thing so beautiful in form , so graceful in position , so admirably proportioned , so elegantly neat in finish , that 1 almost loved it , as if it had been some creature of life , endowed with a

    soul . But here was one which with her vastness of size , her admeasurement of more than two thousand tons , her three tiers of ports , her hundred and twenty guns , which could rain forth a deluge of destruction and death by three thousand three hundred pounds weight of iron , in tremendous thunder ; and lodging within her bowels one thousand men , with the immense thickness

    and strength of her lower masts , and extended yards and upward towering topmasts , with her tons on tons of cables and cordage , exhibited all the elegance of form , neatness of decoration , nice accuracy of arrangement , the whole compact , fitted utility and beauty , even more perfectly than that wondrous thing of twelve inches length , on which I had looked with so much

    admiration ! A fairy ' s fingers , working on gossamer and pearl , would not have turned out of hand a thing of more faultless order and delicacy . Chequered—but stainless , the mighty gorgeousness sat—motionless—not a sound stirred within her , not a sound or sign of life , save the voiceless sweeping in the breeze of the stately banner , and the fluttering of the high , sky-daneing pendant—there she sat , gazing and musing on the image of her

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    818 ' Autobiography of Pel . Verjuice .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1833, page 818, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2628/page/14/