[The Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain by William Carleton]@TWC D-Link bookThe Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain CHAPTER I 6/10
The light, too, which lay on the sleeping groves, and made the solitary church spires, as they went along, visible, in dim, but distant beauty, and the clear outlines of his own mountains, unchanged and unchangeable--all, all crowded from the force of the recollections with which they were associated, upon his heart, and he laid himself back, and, for some minutes, wept tears that were at once both sweet and bitter. In proportion as they advanced toward the town of Ballytrain, the stranger imagined that the moon shed a diviner radiance over the surrounding country; but this impression was occasioned by the fact that its aspect was becoming, every mile they proceeded, better and better known to him.
At length they came to a long but gradual elevation in the road, and the stranger knew that, on reaching its eminence, he could command a distinct view of the magnificent valley on which his native parish lay.
He begged of the coachman to stop for half a minute, and the latter did so.
The scene was indeed unrivalled.
All that constitutes a rich and cultivated country, with bold mountain scenery in the distance, lay stretched before him.
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