THE BANKS OF A RIVER--THE ARID DOWNS--A PROSPECT

Leaving the shepherd, I bent my way in the direction pointed out by him

as that in which the most remarkable of the strange remains of which he

had spoken lay. I proceeded rapidly, making my way over the downs

covered with coarse grass and fern; with respect to the river of which he

had spoken, I reflected that, either by wading or swimming, I could

easily transfer myself and what I bore to the opposite side. On arriving

at its banks, I found it a beautiful stream, but shallow, with here and

there a deep place where the water ran dark and still.

Always fond of the pure lymph, I undressed, and plunged into one of these

gulfs, from which I emerged, my whole frame in a glow, and tingling with

delicious sensations. After conveying my clothes and scanty baggage to

the farther side, I dressed, and then with hurried steps bent my course

in the direction of some lofty ground; I at length found myself on a

high-road, leading over wide and arid downs; following the road for some

miles without seeing anything remarkable, I supposed at length that I had

taken the wrong path, and wended on slowly and disconsolately for some

time, till, having nearly surmounted a steep hill, I knew at once, from

certain appearances, that I was near the object of my search. Turning to

the right near the brow of the hill, I proceeded along a path which

brought me to a causeway leading over a deep ravine, and connecting the

hill with another which had once formed part of it, for the ravine was

evidently the work of art. I passed over the causeway, and found myself

in a kind of gateway which admitted me into a square space of many acres,

surrounded on all sides by mounds or ramparts of earth. Though I had

never been in such a place before, I knew that I stood within the

precincts of what had been a Roman encampment, and one probably of the

largest size, for many thousand warriors might have found room to perform

their evolutions in that space, in which corn was now growing, the green

ears waving in the morning wind.

After I had gazed about the space for a time, standing in the gateway

formed by the mounds, I clambered up the mound to the left hand, and on

the top of that mound I found myself at a great altitude; beneath, at the

distance of a mile, was a fair old city, situated amongst verdant

meadows, watered with streams, and from the heart of that old city, from

amidst mighty trees, I beheld towering to the sky the finest spire in the

world.

And after I had looked from the Roman rampart for a long time, I hurried

away, and, retracing my steps along the causeway, regained the road, and,

passing over the brow of the hill, descended to the city of the spire.

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