descriptions, passed each other, without the smallest inconvenience,
except from clouds of white dust, peculiarly distressing from the nature
of the soil. The views on all sides were exquisite, combining the
various beauties of marine and mountain scenery, ornamented with
abundance of wood and an appearance of high cultivation. The peculiarly
vivid green of the grass justified to our travellers the appellation of
"the emerald isle," which Ireland has long possessed. They saw at a
distance many beautiful seats; but were not a little diverted by the
names of the diminutive villas which rose close to the road. Three
houses, built in a row, had in large letters on their walls, _Anne's
Hill_, Many _Vale_, and Ballynacleigh. A house was perched on a little
mount, glorying in three lilacs and a laburnum; on its gate was engraved
_Val ombrosa_. Another, with half an acre of ground and a single row of
trees before the door, was called Wood Park: and they observed more than
one Frescati and Marino. The proprietor of one of these abodes did not
consider his house sufficiently near the road, though within a stone's
throw, therefore had erected a brick and mortar building, the size and
shape of a sentry box, resting on the wall which divided his domain from
the road, so as to overhang it; and at the moment the gingles drove
past, he was enjoying the delights of this "_happy rural seat of various
view_" reading the newspapers in the moments he could spare from
watching the company who drove by. Our travellers were much pleased with
the regular and beautiful appearance of Dublin, as this entrance into it
is not defaced by any mean hovels, the abode of squalid poverty, which
are the too frequent preludes of many a magnificent capital. Entering at
once into Bagot-street, which is handsome and well built, they drove
through several fine streets and squares, caught a glimpse of some
elegant public buildings, such as the college, the _ci-devant_
parliament-house, and the rotunda, and at last stopped at Layton's
hotel, in Sackville-street, which is inferior to few in London.
And oh! the luxury of comfortable quiet rooms and beds, after being
condemned to the turmoil of a Holyhead packet, and exposed to the
dislocating powers of a Black Rock gingle! Our travellers retired at an
early hour, to profit by these lately unknown comforts; and here,
wishing them sound sleep and pleasant dreams, we bid them "good night."
CHAPTER XVI.
Ah! si mon coeur osoit encore se renflammer!
Ne sentirai-je plus de charme qui m'arrÍte?
Ai-je passÈ le temps d'aimer?
LA FONTAINE.
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