Wanderings and excursions in North Wales . radiance, whilea flood of liquid light rested on the bosom of the munnuringwaters at my feet. The sound of the cataracts pouring fromlake to lake alone fell on the ear. But few objects now recalledideas of the feudal war and ferocity which once steeped thesepeaceful valleys in blood; the cattle fed fearlessly by the waterside, and two old horses,—as if in derision of those chivalroustimes, and the proud caparisoned steeds which flew to conquestor the chase,—were quietly resting under the very walls of theonce dreaded donjon tower of Dolbadern. From th
Wanderings and excursions in North Wales . radiance, whilea flood of liquid light rested on the bosom of the munnuringwaters at my feet. The sound of the cataracts pouring fromlake to lake alone fell on the ear. But few objects now recalledideas of the feudal war and ferocity which once steeped thesepeaceful valleys in blood; the cattle fed fearlessly by the waterside, and two old horses,—as if in derision of those chivalroustimes, and the proud caparisoned steeds which flew to conquestor the chase,—were quietly resting under the very walls of theonce dreaded donjon tower of Dolbadern. From the projecting eminence commanding the lake and pass,on which lie the mouldering ruins of Dolbadern tower,—one ofthe few structures still left in the narrow passes of the hills,—Iobserved a skiff upon the water beneath, and, eager to enjoy a viewof the castle and surrounding scenery from the lake, I hailed it,and joined two gentlemen who were fishing. They had, however,but indifferent sport; I afterwards heard that the neighbouring. 90
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