The details are few, the massed result is charming, but not imposing; not riotous, not exciting; it is a Sunday landscape.

Perspective, and the enchantments wrought by distance, are wanting.

There are no distances; there is no perspective, so to speak.

Fifteen miles as the crow flies is the usual limit of vision.
Mauritius is a garden and a park combined.

It affects one's emotions as parks and gardens affect them.