From the summits of the swells, the eye became
fatigued with the sameness and chilling dreariness of the landscape.
The earth was not unlike the Ocean, when its restless waters are
heaving heavily, after the agitation and fury of the tempest have
begun to lessen. There was the same waving and regular surface, the
same absence of foreign objects, and the same boundless extent to the
view. Indeed so very striking was the resemblance between the water
and the land, that, however much the geologist might sneer at so
simple a theory, it would have been difficult for a poet not to have
felt, that the formation of the one had been produced by the subsiding
dominion of the other. Here and there a tall tree rose out of the
bottoms, stretching its naked branches abroad, like some solitary
vessel; and, to strengthen the delusion, far in the distance, appeared
two or three rounded thickets, looming in the misty horizon like
islands resting on the waters. It is unnecessary to warn the practised
reader, that the sameness of the surface, and the low stands of the
spectators, exaggerated the distances; but, as swell appeared after
swell, and island succeeded island, there was a disheartening
assurance that long, and seemingly interminable, tracts of territory
must be passed, before the wishes of the humblest agriculturist could
be realised.
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