CHIRK.

For some way we followed the strait and formal course of a canal, near

this, communicating with the Pont-y-Casulte; we again paused to survey

this wonderful design. The vale, on our left, was indescribably

beautiful; and over the whole was diffused the purple glow of the even.

The prospect was composed of the miniature parts of the immense landscape

we had viewed from Dinas Bran Hill, each of which we now contemplated

separately as a scene. The moon’s checkered gleam besilvered the walls

of Chirk Castle, just as we entered the Hand Inn, where, after the

fatigues of a long walk, we met with excellent accommodations, when

considered as a village.

After breakfast the next morning, we endeavoured to obtain admission to

see the inside of Chirk Castle, but without success, though now only

inhabited by servants, who were peremptorily commanded to admit no

strangers. It is situated on an eminence, surrounded by a park, and fine

plantations, which are very judiciously laid out; this elegant mansion

has been in the possession of the Myddleton family, ever since the year

1614. Having gratified ourselves with a survey of this noble park, we

returned to the Oswestry road. Leaving the village of Chirk, we crossed

a new bridge, of one arch, elegantly constructed: near is another

aqueduct, of considerable extent, now erecting over this river and

valley, which, though very inferior to the Pont-y-Casulte, is still a

great undertaking: it is several hundred yards in length, and the brick

piers rise fifty or sixty feet above the level of the water. Near this

is a rich coal mine, lately discovered. From hence to Oswestry, we

traversed a rich enclosed country, and enjoyed a scene particularly

pleasing: all the inhabitants were collected, to gather in the produce of

the ripened field; and

“Thro’ their cheerful band the rural talk

The rural scandal, and the rural jest,

Fled harmless.”

To the traveller and the poet, such scenes afford an ample field for

amusement; but waving corn is ill adapted to the canvass of the painter.

About two miles from Oswestry, we passed through the little town of

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