I'm the Poet of White Horse Vale, sir, With liberal notions under my cap.
However, it is time for us to get from the general to the particular; so, leaving the great army of Browns, who are scattered over the whole empire on which the sun never sets, and whose general diffusion I take to be the chief cause of that empire's stability; let us at once fix our attention upon the small nest of Browns in which our hero was hatched, and which dwelt in that portion of the royal county of Berks which is called the Vale of White Horse.
The village of Marlott lay amid the north-eastern undulations of the beautiful Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor aforesaid, and engirdled and secluded region, for the most part untrodden as yet by tourist or landscape-painter, though within a four hours' journey from London.
It is a vale whose acquaintance is best made by viewing it from the summits of the hills that surround it--except perhaps during the droughts of summer.
At this thought, I turned my face aside from the lovely sky of eve and lonely vale
of Morton--I say LONELY, for in that bend of it visible to me there was no building apparent save the church and the parsonage, half-hid in trees, and, quite at the extremity, the roof of Vale
Hall, where the rich Mr.
Our mansion was situated in one of the most romantic parts of the Vale
Then was it that the innocent and fair young shepherdess roamed from vale
and hill to hill, with flowing locks, and no more garments than were needful modestly to cover what modesty seeks and ever sought to hide.
Florid, with white hair, the face of an old Jupiter, and the figure of an old fox-hunter, he enlivened the vale
of Thyme from end to end on his big, cantering chestnut.
She's always saying that she'll be glad when her time comes, and she doesn't want to sojourn any longer in this vale
Now works its iron will, the startled sand Blinding the combatants together locked In the death-grip; while hill and vale
and stream Glow with the flash and crash of arms.
I several times met with very aged men, who from this cause had never passed the confines of their native vale
, some of them having never even ascended midway up the mountains in the whole course of their lives, and who, accordingly had little idea of the appearance of any other part of the island, the whole of which is not perhaps more than sixty miles in circuit.
and boundless floods, And chasms, and caves, and Titian woods, With forms that no man can discover For the dews that drip all over; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore; Seas that restlessly aspire, Surging, unto skies of fire; Lakes that endlessly outspread Their lone waters - lone and dead, - Their still waters - still and chilly With the snows of the lolling lily.