Journal of a Tour in the Years 1828-1829, through Styria, Carniola, and Italy, whilst Accompanying the Late Sir Humphry DavyTobin, J. J.
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Journal of a Tour in the Years 1828-1829, through Styria, Carniola, and Italy, whilst Accompanying the Late Sir Humphry Davy
Tobin, J. J.
Davy, Humphry, Sir, 1778-1829; Europe -- Description and travel
_9th._ We quitted Coblentz at about eight o'clock in the morning, in
the midst of a thick fog, which in a short time cleared away, and
afforded us a most magnificent spectacle; for it came rolling down the
hills on each bank of the river like immense waves, through which the
sunbeams broke in from every side, till it was at last quite dispersed,
and unveiled to our view the numberless little towns and villages on
the banks, leaving the Rhine glittering in the rays of the sun, like
a stream of burnished gold, rushing along between its dark and rocky
mountains. We changed horses at Boppart, and from thence drove on to
St. Goar, where Sir Humphry has determined to stop till to-morrow.
After dinner he took a ride along the banks of the river, followed by
his servant. In the mean while I strolled up the hills, and amused
myself by sketching the old ruins of the castle of Rheinfels, and the
river below me in the distance. On our return, Sir Humphry told me that
he had decided to include Heidelberg in his route, which he had not at
first intended to do, passing through Mayence and Mannheim, so that I
shall in a day or two again see my home. After having read the "Old
English Baron" to Sir Humphry, we retired for the night; he to rest,
and I to my chamber, where I could not but admire the scene around me.
It was a beautiful starry night, and the lofty rocks opposite my window
rose as it were from the rolling river beneath, awful and gigantic
amid the shades of night, till their dark outlines, mingling with the
more distant mountains, were lost in the clear sky. Every sound in the
village was hushed, and it seemed as if even the air itself was lulled
to rest by the stillness of night.
"All Heaven and Earth are still--though not in sleep,
But breathless, as we grow when feeling most;
And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep:--
All Heaven and Earth are still: from the high host
Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast,
All is concenter'd in a life intense,
Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost,
But hath a part of being, and a sense
Of that which is of all Creator and defence."
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