inishing to the scene. The water falls behind some large fragments of
rock, and turns to the left, down a stony channel, under the shade of a
wood.

Returning to Tinnyhinch, I went to Inniskerry, and gained by this detour
in my return to go to the Dargle, a beautiful view which I should
otherwise have lost. The road runs on the edge of a declivity, from
whence there is a most pleasing prospect of the river's course through
the vale and the wood of Powerscourt, which here appear in large masses
of dark shade, the whole bounded by mountains. Turn to the left into the
private road that leads to the Dargle, and presently it gives a specimen
of what is to be expected by a romantic glen of wood, where the high
lands almost lock into each other, and leave scarce a passage for the
river at bottom, which rages as if with difficulty forcing its way. It
is topped by a high mountain, and in front you catch a beautiful plat of
inclosures bounded by the sea. Enter the Dargle, which is the name of a
glen near a mile long, come presently to one of the finest ranges of wood
I have anywhere seen. It is a narrow glen or vale formed by the sides of
two opposite mountains; the whole thickly spread with oak wood. At the
bottom (and the depth is immense), it is narrowed to the mere channel of
the river, which rather tumbles from rock to rock than runs. The extent
of wood that hangs to the eye in every direction is great, the depth of
the precipice on which you stand immense, which with the roar of the
water at bottom forms a scene truly interesting. In less than a quarter
of a mile, the road passing through the wood leads to another point of
view to the right. It is the crown of a vast projecting rock, from which
you look down a precipice absolutely perpendicular, and many hundred feet
deep, upon the torrent at the bottom, which finds its noisy way over
large fragments of rock. The point of view is a great projection of the
mountain on this side, answered by a concave of the opposite, so that you
command the glen both to the right and left. It exhibits on both immense
sheets of forest, which have a most magnificent appearance. Beyond the
wood to the right, are some inclosures hanging on the side of a hill,
crowned by a mountain. I knew not how to leave so interesting a spot;
the impressions raised by it are strong. The solemnity of such an extent
of wood unbroken by any intervening objects, and the whole hanging over
declivities