A Journey Made in the Summer of 1794, through Holland and the Western Frontier of Germany, with a Return Down the Rhine, Vol. 2 (of 2): To Which Are Added Observations during a Tour to the Lakes of Lancashire, Westmoreland, and Cumberland; Second EditionRadcliffe, Ann Ward
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A Journey Made in the Summer of 1794, through Holland and the Western Frontier of Germany, with a Return Down the Rhine, Vol. 2 (of 2): To Which Are Added Observations during a Tour to the Lakes of Lancashire, Westmoreland, and Cumberland; Second Edition
Radcliffe, Ann Ward
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A little beyond Urdingen, the town of Bodberg marks the northern
extremity of the long and narrow dominions of Cologne, once so far
connected with Holland, as that the Archbishop had jurisdiction over
the Bishop of Holland, and the Chapter of Utrecht. But Philip the
Second, before the States had resisted his plundering, obtained of
the Pope, that they should not be subject to any foreign see; and the
Bishop had a residence assigned to him at Haerlem.
The Rhine is now bounded on the left by the country of Meurs; and,
having, after a few miles, part of the Duchy of Cleves on the right,
it becomes thus enclosed by the territories of the King of Prussia,
under whose dominion it rolls, till the States of Guelderland repose
upon one bank, and, soon after, those of Utrecht, on the other. We were
here, of course, in the country of tolls; and our waterman could not
promise how far we should proceed in the day, since it was impossible
to estimate the delays of the collectors. Meurs has no place, except
small villages, near the river; but, at the commencement of the Duchy
of Cleves, the influx of the Ruhr into the Rhine makes a small port,
at which all vessels are obliged to stop, and pay for a Prussian pass.
Some Dutch barks, of probably one hundred and twenty tons burthen,
we were assured would not be dismissed for less than fifty ducats,
or twenty guineas each. The town is called the Ruhort, and we had
abundance of time to view it, for the Collector would not come to the
boat, but ordered that we should walk up, and make our appearance
before him.
It is a small place, rendered busy by a dock-yard for building vessels
to be employed on the Rhine, and has somewhat of the fresh appearance,
exhibited by such towns as seem to be built for present use, rather
than to subsist because they have once been erected. In the dock, which
opens to the Ruhr, two vessels of about sixty tons each were nearly
finished, and with more capital, many might no doubt be built for the
Dutch, timber and labour being here much cheaper than in Holland.
After the boatman had satisfied the Collector, we resumed our voyage,
very well contented to have been detained only an hour. The woody
heights of Cleves now broke the flat monotony of the eastern shore, the
antiquity of whose forests is commemorated by Tacitus in the name of
_Saltus Teutoburgensis_, supposed to have been bounded here by the town
now called Duisbourg:
... ... ... "_haud procul Teutoburgensi saltu, in quo reliquiæ
Vari legionumque insepultæ dicebantur_"--
"Unburied remain,
Inglorious on the plain."
These forests were also celebrated for their herds of wild horses; and
the town of Duisbourg, having been rendered an University in 1655, is
thus panegyrized by a German poet:
_Dis ist die Deutsche Burg, vor langst gar hochgeehrt_
_Von vielen König und auch Kaiserlichen Kronen:_
_Der schöne Musenthron, wo kluge Leute wohnen;_
_Und wo die Kaufmannschaft so manchen Bürger nährt._
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