The storm appeared to approach rapidly, and, on landing, I ascended a low hill, that I might observe its progress.

It advanced; the heavens were clouded, and I soon felt the rain coming slowly in large drops, but its violence quickly increased.
I quitted my seat, and walked on, although the darkness and storm increased every minute, and the thunder burst with a terrific crash over my head.

It was echoed from Saleve, the Juras, and the Alps of Savoy; vivid flashes of lightning dazzled my eyes, illuminating the lake, making it appear like a vast sheet of fire; then for an instant every thing seemed of a pitchy darkness, until the eye recovered itself from the preceding flash.

The storm, as is often the case in Switzerland, appeared at once in various parts of the heavens.

The most violent storm hung exactly north of the town, over the part of the lake which lies between the promontory of Belrive and the village of Copet.