[The Recollections of Geoffrey Hamlyn by Henry Kingsley]@TWC D-Link bookThe Recollections of Geoffrey Hamlyn CHAPTER XX 3/18
On either side of it, down behind, down folded one over the other, and, bordered by great forests, led the eye towards the river's source, till the course of the valley could no longer be distinguished, lost among the distant ranges; but above where it had disappeared, rose a tall blue peak with streaks of snow. I rode down a steep pathway, and crossed a broad gravelly ford.
As my horse stopped to drink, I looked delighted up the vista which opened on my sight.
The river, partly over-shadowed by tall trees, was hurrying and spouting through upright columns of basalt, which stood in groups everywhere like the pillars of a ruined city; in some places solitary, in others, clustered together like fantastic buildings, while a hundred yards above was an island, dividing the stream, on which, towering above the variety of low green shrubs which covered it, three noble fern trees held their plumes aloft, shaking with the concussion of the falling water. I crossed the river.
A gully, deep at first, but getting rapidly shallower, led up by a steep ascent to the tableland above, and as I reached the summit I found myself at Major Buckley's front door.
They had, with good taste, left such trees as stood near the house--a few deep-shadowed light-woods and black wattles, which formed pretty groups in what I could see was marked out for a garden.
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