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blackheath—shooters hill. 7
fire was lighted, I entered the streets, with the
first rays of the sun. Those lengthened the per-
spective, and enabled the eye to penetrate depths
unfathomable at eight o'clock, and shewed retir-
ing houses at distances I had never seen them
before. The fanciful decorations of shop windows,
doors, and the frelh-painted fronts, had each their
relief; and the brazen appearance of the gilt names
had vanished with the smoke, and now darted with
due lustre, I even regretted my rapid passage
through it, and lingered in virion upon the pub-
lic buildings, tinted with the splendour of a
morning sun.
There are few of the great roads of England so
directly opposed to a level as that to Dover.
The ascent from Greenwich to Blackheath is
fatiguing, that of Shooter's Hill is still worse ;
but the views from each to the West are exqui-
sitely fine. The former is a beautiful picture of
the Metropolis, brought almost under the spe6ta-
tor's feet, and infinitely diversified in the objects;
the latter shews the same objects, but they become
a middle distance, bounded by blue foliage and
hills; and the noble Park of Greenwich, with the
Thames, and the rich scenes of Charlton, are the
fore-ground.
The next grand scene is the chalk-cliffs in the
neighbourhood of Gravesend; and the vistas
e % between
fire was lighted, I entered the streets, with the
first rays of the sun. Those lengthened the per-
spective, and enabled the eye to penetrate depths
unfathomable at eight o'clock, and shewed retir-
ing houses at distances I had never seen them
before. The fanciful decorations of shop windows,
doors, and the frelh-painted fronts, had each their
relief; and the brazen appearance of the gilt names
had vanished with the smoke, and now darted with
due lustre, I even regretted my rapid passage
through it, and lingered in virion upon the pub-
lic buildings, tinted with the splendour of a
morning sun.
There are few of the great roads of England so
directly opposed to a level as that to Dover.
The ascent from Greenwich to Blackheath is
fatiguing, that of Shooter's Hill is still worse ;
but the views from each to the West are exqui-
sitely fine. The former is a beautiful picture of
the Metropolis, brought almost under the spe6ta-
tor's feet, and infinitely diversified in the objects;
the latter shews the same objects, but they become
a middle distance, bounded by blue foliage and
hills; and the noble Park of Greenwich, with the
Thames, and the rich scenes of Charlton, are the
fore-ground.
The next grand scene is the chalk-cliffs in the
neighbourhood of Gravesend; and the vistas
e % between