Having examined such objects of curiosity in Lower Egypt as could
easily be viewed, and collected ample materials for the defence of
Herodotus, the greatest traveller of all antiquity, from the attacks
of conceited and ignorant persons, Volney passed into Syria. “Here,”
he observes, “eight months’ residence among the Druses, in an Arabian
convent, rendered the Arabic familiar to me, and enabled me to travel
through all Syria during a whole year.” His long residence in the
mountains of Syria, during which he no doubt undertook numerous little
excursions in various directions, furnished him with materials for a
correct picture of the scene. This he has drawn with equal vigour
and beauty. “Lebanon,” says he, “which gives its name to the whole
extensive chain of the Kesraouan, and the country of the Druses,
presents us everywhere with majestic mountains. At every step we
meet with scenes in which nature displays either beauty or grandeur;
sometimes singularity, but always variety. When we land on the coast,
the loftiness and steep ascent of this mountainous ridge, which seems
to enclose the country, those gigantic masses which shoot into the
clouds, inspire astonishment and awe. Should the curious traveller then
climb these summits which bound his view, the wide extended place which
he discovers becomes a fresh subject of admiration; but completely to
enjoy this majestic scene, he must ascend the very point of Lebanon,
or the Sannia. There on every side he will view a horizon without
bounds; while in clear weather the sight is lost over the desert, which
extends to the Persian Gulf, and over the sea, which bathes the coasts
of Europe. He seems to command the whole world, while the wandering
eye, now surveying the successive chains of mountains, transports
the imagination in an instant from Antioch to Jerusalem, and now
approaching the surrounding objects, observes the distant profundity of
the coast, till the attention, at length, fixed by distinctive objects,
more minutely examines the rocks, woods, torrents, hillsides, villages,
and towns; and the mind secretly exults at the diminution of things
which before appeared so great. He contemplates the valley obscured by
stormy clouds with a novel delight; and smiles at hearing the thunder,
which had so often burst over his head, growling under his feet, while
the threatening summits of the mountains are diminished till they
appear only like the furrows of a ploughed field, or the steps of an
amphitheatre; and he feels himself flattered by an elevation above so
many great objects on which pride makes him look down with a secret
satisfaction. When the traveller visits the interior parts of these
mountains, the ruggedness of the roads, the steepness of the descents,
the height of the precipices, strike him at first with terror, but the
sagacity of his mule soon relieves him, and he examines at his ease
those picturesque scenes which succeed each other to entertain him.
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