Poetry > Ballads in the Cumberland dialect

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KOTES.
cock-fight, we cannot but feel for the honour of human
nature, and regret that a practice, which has such a
direct tendency to brutalize the heart, should be
suifered to prevail in a country which can boast of
the mildest government and the purest religion.
Note 52, F. 96.—But canny auld Cummerlan, dr.
The traveller, whose object is amusement, and not
the acquisition of money, may gratify his passion by
a tour through Cumberland. Scenes of picturesque
beauty will everywhere present themselves to his eye.
Keswick, where mountains, rocks, precipices, and
cataracts are contrasted with peaceful vales and placid
lakes, has been justly called “The Elysium, of the
North;” for if Elysium is to be found upon earth, it
must be in that happy vale, which nature has so
peculiarly distinguished by her bounties, and sur¬
rounded with such rich and magnificent scenery, and
where may be found a race of men leading happy and
peaceful lives, strangers to the follies, and unagitated
by the passions that fill the rest of the world with
crimes and misery.
Note 53, p. 97.— We've Corby, dec.
Corby castle, by far the most delightful situation
in Cumberland, (perhaps in the North,) stands on the
banks of Eden, four miles from Carlisle. Its hanging
woods of various hues, hoarse murmuring streams,
stupendous rocks, echoing cells, and extensive walks,
have so often been the traveller’s theme, that any
attempt at minute description might justly be deemed
vanity in our author.
The present owner, P. H. Howard, Esq., has long
been adding beauties to a place where Nature seems
to say,
Behold me, man, in all my wild attire.