English Pictures Drawn with Pen and PencilManning, Samuel
History
English Pictures Drawn with Pen and Pencil
Manning, Samuel
England -- Description and travel
Meanwhile we had learned something about the bridge that we had crossed
just before, and the rush of waters below. Returning, therefore, and
making application at the house close by, we were conducted down into a
rocky gorge, through which rushes the Lid, one of the Dartmoor streams,
a tributary of the Tamar. The cliffs, irregular and castellated, are
seventy feet high; a narrow, dangerous path is carried along one side
of the rock, and the wild foaming waters in the dark, narrow glen carry
back the traveller's mind to Switzerland. Certainly there is nothing
like "Lidford Bridge" elsewhere in England; the Strid in Bolton Woods
may equal it in its rush of waters; but the rocks there lie in the open
woodland, and the stream is but a few feet below their summit: here the
beetling precipices almost meet above, as at the "Devil's Bridge" in
Cardiganshire, and there are weird stories at both places of travellers
on horseback who have leaped the bridge unconsciously by night, when
broken down, only discovering their peril and their escape on the
following day.
From Lidford to Tavistock was an easy ride, and we found this pleasant
town a place every way suitable for a Lord's Day rest. Outwardly, the
great charm of the locality is the meeting-place between the wildness of
Dartmoor and the rich cultivation of the valley; while some walks by the
river are of a tranquil and serene beauty, only as it seems to us to
be found in England, and to be enjoyed on the day of rest. Perhaps our
feeling is in a great measure due to association; but if so, we have to
thank association for one of the happiest evenings we have known. Next
morning we explored the remains of the Abbey--now put to heterogeneous
uses--a public library, a Unitarian Chapel, and a hotel, with sundry
ruins in the vicarage garden; then a short railway journey carried us
across the Cornish border to Launceston, where a short climb through
pretty pleasure grounds to the keep of the old castle on the knoll that
rises steeply from the town gave us a fine view, from the bulky range of
Dartmoor on the one side, to the craggy outline of the Cornish hills on
the other.
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