e tint of the twilight.
Green as the stream in the glen, whose pure and chrysolite waters
Flow o'er a schistous bed, and serene as the age of the righteous.
Earth was hush'd and still; all motion and sound were suspended;
Neither man was heard, bird, beast, nor humming of insect.
Only the voice of the Greta, heard only when all is stillness."

The scenery in the neighbourhood of Keswick is replete with beauty, and the
numerous walks and rides possess brilliant attractions. Villas and prettily-
built cottages add grace and quietness to the landscape. Gray, on leaving
Keswick, was so charmed with the wonders which surrounded him, that he felt
great reluctance in quitting the spot, and said, "that he had almost a mind
to go back again." From the eminence near Keswick on which the Druidical
circle stands a magnificent view is obtained of Derwentwater, Latrigg,
Skiddaw, Helvellyn, Dunmail Raise, with the vale of St. John and the
Borrowdale mountains.

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BUTTERMERE stands near the foot of the lake, and by Seatoller is fourteen
miles from Keswick. Taking the vale of Newlands by the way, the distance is
much less. In the vicinity of Seatoller is the celebrated mine of plumbago,
or black lead. "It has been worked at intervals for upwards of two
centuries; but, being now less productive, the ore has been excavated for
several years consecutively. This is the only mine of the kind in England,
and there are one or two places in Scotland where plumbago has been
discovered, but the lead obtained there is of an inferior quality. The best
ore produced at the Borrowdale mine sells for thirty shillings a pound. All
the ore extracted from the mine is sent direct to London before a particle is
sold." Buttermere is a mere hamlet, comprising a small episcopal chapel,
only a few farm-houses, with the Victoria and another inn for the
accommodation of visitors. De Quincy, who has long been a resident of the
Lake District, and a fervent admirer of its many beauties, describes this
secluded spot as follows:--"The margin of the lake, which is overhung by some
of the loftiest and steepest of the Cumbrian mountains, exhibits on either
side few traces of human neighbourhood; the level area, where the hills
recede enough to allow of any, is of a wild, pastoral character, or almost
savage. The waters of the lake are deep and sullen, and the barren
mountains, by excluding the sun in much of his daily course, strength