holy to muse in.

Return to the carriage, and quit the Dargle, which upon the whole is a
very singular place, different from all I have seen in England, and I
think preferable to most. Cross a murmuring stream, clear as crystal,
and, rising a hill, look back on a pleasing landscape of inclosures,
which, waving over hills, end in mountains of a very noble character.
Reach Dublin.

July 20. To Drogheda, a well-built town, active in trade, the Boyne
bringing ships to it. It was market-day, and I found the quantity of
corn, etc., and the number of people assembled, very great; few country
markets in England more thronged. The Rev. Mr. Nesbit, to whom
recommended, absent, which was a great loss to me, as I had several
inquiries which remained unsatisfied.

To the field of battle on the Boyne. The view of the scene from a rising
ground which looks down upon it is exceedingly beautiful, being one of
the completest landscapes I have seen. It is a vale, losing itself in
front between bold declivities, above which are some thick woods and
distant country. Through the vale the river winds and forms an island,
the point of which is tufted with trees in the prettiest manner
imaginable; on the other side a rich scenery of wood, among which is Dr.
Norris's house. To the right, on a rising ground on the banks of the
river, is the obelisk, backed by a very bold declivity. Pursued the road
till near it, quitted my chaise, and walked to the foot of it. It is
founded on a rock which rises boldly from the river. It is a noble
pillar, and admirably placed. I seated myself on the opposite rock, and
indulged the emotions which, with a melancholy not unpleasing, filled my
bosom, while I reflected on the consequences that had sprung from the
victory here obtained. Liberty was then triumphant. May the virtues of
our posterity secure that prize which the bravery of their ancestors won!
Peace to the memory of the Prince to whom, whatever might be his
failings, we owed that day memorable in the annals of Europe!

Returned part of the way, and took the road to Cullen, where the Lord
Chief Baron Forster received me in the most obliging manner, and gave me
a variety of information uncommonly valuable. He has made the greatest
improvements I have anywhere met with. The whole country twenty-two
years ago was a waste sheep-walk, covered chiefly with heath, with some
dwarf furze and fern. The cabins and people as miserable as can be
co