The small hill called Butterlip How, which stands about half-way between the Red Lion and the Swan, affords a fine panoramic view. A walk to Red Bank, the point where the Langdale road crosses the Loughrigg ridge, will disclose scenery of great beauty; indeed this, in our opinion, is the best station for viewing the lake and vale of Grasmere; and we cannot but think that it was the view from this place which called from Mrs. Hemans her sonnet, entitled— A REMEMBRANCE OF GRASMERE. "O vale and lake, within your mountain urn, Still, still unchanged, may one sweet region wear Smiles that subdue the soul to love, and tears, and prayer!" Red Bank has been selected as a station for one of the outline views. Grasmere in 1769, long before the natural beauty of the vale had been tutored and refined. The sketch was made in descending from Dunmail Raise: "The bosom of the mountains, spreading here into a broad basin, discovers in the midst Grasmere Water; its margin is hollowed into small bays, with eminences, some of rock, some of soft turf, that half conceal and vary the figure of the little lake they command: from the shore, a low promontory pushes itself far into the water, and on it stands a white village, with a parish church rising in the midst of it; hanging enclosures, corn fields, and meadows green as an emerald, with their trees and hedges, and cattle, fill up the whole space from the edge of the water; and just opposite to you is a large farm-house, at the bottom of a steep smooth lawn, embosomed in old woods, which climb half-way up the mountain-sides, and discover above a broken line of crags that crown the scene. Not a single red tile, no staring gentleman's house, breaks in upon the repose of this unsuspected paradise; but all is peace, rusticity, and happy poverty, in its sweetest, most becoming attire." 17 Rydal Park (below) Church (still lower MOUNTAINS AS SEEN A LITTLE BEYOND TENT-LODGE ON THE ROAD FROM CONISTON TO ULVERSTONE. About a mile from Grasmere, on an eminence, over which the old road to Ambleside passes, and exactly opposite to the middle of the lake, is the Wishing-Gate. It has been so called, time out of mind, from a belief that wishes formed or indulged there have a favourable issue. Apart from any adventitious interest, the gate is an excellent station for viewing the lake. "The tall steeps of Silver How," are seen on the opposite margin across the island; a little to the left is the slack in Loughrigg Fell, called Red Bank, over which the road to Langdale passes. The village and church of Grasmere stand at the head of the lake, whilst, more to the right, Helm Crag rises like a wedge from the valley. A glimpse into Easdale is afforded between Helm Crag and Silver How. The beautifully formed depression of Dunmail Raise is seen to advantage dipping between Steel Fell and Seat Sandal. Wordsworth's verses, which we take the liberty of transcribing, are worthy of so beautiful a scene. "Enough that all around is fair, "Yea! even the stranger from afar, The infection of the ground partakes, "Then why should conscious spirits fear "Smile if thou wilt, but not in scorn, "And not in vain, when thoughts are cast, Upon the irrevocable past Some penitent sincere May for a worthier future sigh, While trickles from his downcast eye "The worldling pining to be freed From turmoil, who would turn or speed "The sage, who feels how blind, how weak And Misgiving, while the crimson day "Or when, the church-clock's knell profound To time's first step across the bound Of midnight makes reply; Time pressing on with starry crest, |