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This promontory commences at the termination of Busha foot Strand, where the coast, the general direction of which for several miles had been due east and west, turns to the north-east, and, after being cut into several semicircular bays, deflects to the S. S. E, and near the old castle of Dunseverick resumes its former rectilineal and nearly eastern direction.

The promontory occupies the interval between Dunseve. rick, and the Black Rock, at the end of Bushfoot Strand, about four English miles; the facades' commence at Black Rock, and increase in height until we reach Pleskin, where the perpendicular part of the summit is 170 feet, and the precipitous part from the l'ottom of the pillars to the sea 100. As we proceed on from Pleskin to Dunseverick, the height gradually abates, and is finally reduced to about 100 feet.

In this whole space, wherever the precipice is accurately perpendicular, the several strata are easily, distinguished from each other, but where the slightesť obliquity prevails, à grassy covering is formed, that effectually concea's all bea neath it; hence the face of the precipice seems much diversified; the columnar strata in some places only exhibiting detached groups os pillars, while in others they form extensive collonades.

I shall now state the appearances as we approach and coast the promontory trom the westward, noticing in this first view of the precipice every thing that may be considered as general, and reserving (as I did with you) for my return in the contrary direction, a detailed account of the strata taken separately.

The first circumstance, that occurs to the attentive observer on his approach, is, that although both the promontors itself, and the strata composing it, ascend to the northward, yet it is not in the same angle, the strata being more inclined to the horizon than the line tracing the surface of the promontory, a fact which I shall account for afterward.

From the Black Rock to the Giant's Causeway (about a mile) the materials, and their arrangement, are similar to those of the coast to the westward, viz. strata of table ba. salt, generally separated by thinner strata sf a reddish suba stance.

At the Giant's Causeway a new arrangement commerces, one of the little systems I have mentioned in other memoirs, by the aggregate of which our coast is formed; nature having changell her materials, or their disposition, or both, every two or three miles. To the system of strata comprehended between the Giant's Causeway and Dunseverick I now limit myself, as all the strata composing it emerge between these two points.

As we proceed along the coast from the Giant's Causeway eastward, we perceive the whole mass of strata ascend gradually, culminate at the northern point of the promontory, and then descend more rapidly, as the land falls away to the south-east, until having traced them across the face of the precipice we see them immerge separately at and beyond Portmoon whyn dikes.

The western side of the promontory is ont down perpendi. cularly, by eleven whyn dikes; the intervals between them are unequal, but they all reach from the top of the precipice to the water, out of which some of them again emerge in considerable fragments; they are all constructed of horizontal prisims, which are strongly contrasted with the vertical pil. lars of the strata through which they pass.

One of the dikes at Port Coan, on Bengorc, half a mile from the Giant's Causeway, is very beautiful: 'an insulated rock about 160 feet high, and 20 in diameter, stands perpen-, dicular in the middle of a small bay; the main body of the rock is similar to the contiguous consolidated masses; but, on the east side a singular whyn dike is joined to it, composed (as they often are) of several walls agglutinated together, with wall-like fragments of other parts of the dike emerging at their base; the solid mass of dike is seen cutting down the precipice to the southward at 150 yards distance.

Two other depressions appear as we proceed onwards, one at Portmoon, (see the plate) and the other at the angle where the promontory begins to project from the rectilineal coast; these however are far less considerable in thickness, than the preceding, neither of them exceeding.

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The beautiful play of Cymbeline, which was played during last season to allow of KEMBLE appearing in Posthumus, has been again produced for

the sake of Mr. Booth. This is the first good thing Mr. Boora has done since his first entrance on the London boards. We do not mean to pay this compliment to the gentleman's acting, which was as noisy as it need be, and as empty as it could be,-but he deserves our thanks for being in any way the cause of the production of Cymbeline. This is the most elegant play of SHAKSPEARE's,-the most poetical,-the most naturally romantic. It has great variety in language and character, and gives us all the splendour of a court, and all the simplicity of the country. In some scenes it is pastoral to the highest degree. There is that exquisite description of Imogene's beauty as she is lying asleep in her chamber ;-this one passage is sufficiently great to justify, as Beaumont would say, the rest of the piece being dull throughout.

Cytherea, How bravely thou becomest thy bed-sweet lily, &c. The scenes in the wood in which the two young princes appear as hunters of deer, with the old soldier “preaching natural sermons” to them,—are uncommonly delightful. These two youths in their simplicity resemble Miranda in the Tempest. Mr. Booth played Posthumus with no true spirit, but with immense labour and bustle ;-he clearly proved how easily passion could be counterfeited. Mr. Booth is by no means the gentleman enough in voice, step, or action, to perform Posthumus : There is a general throwing about of himself. His mind and his body are never agreed,-never together,-never quiet. His arms, and legs, and eyes are scattered all over the stage,-and we shali expect some pight to.see one of the theatre's livery servants come on at the close of the play and pick up the fragments of Mr. Booth with the forsaken daggers and abandoned letters. We do not meaa to say that Mr. Booth is not a gentleman in the common acceptation of the word ;--but he wants that perfect ease, that fia, nished grace of speech and action, which betray the true gentleman to

Mr. Boorn's voice, when properly exerted, becomes rude and troublesome. It roars like the sea. It quite shakes the house. Some of his undertones (and here we are reminded of Kean) are extremely sweet, and visit the ear like pleasant music. Posthumus is not by any means too difficult a part to act:~He is princely,—trastful,—and affectionate, with great personal courage and passion. KEMBLE, we are told, played the character nobly :- Mr. Booth takes all the richness out of it, and “makes it poor indeed.” His last scene was the best,--but this wanted compactness. Mr. Young as Iachino very much pleased us. He looked like.

noble Italian, and very much reminded us of one or two of the portraits i, Vasari. His acting in Imogene's chamber, where he notices the pictures and hangings, and eulogizes the personal beauty of Imogene,--was indeed very serene and perfect ;-“ Tis her breathing perfures the chamber thus, &c.”-this ought to have been said by a lover ! The new actress, a Miss Costello, was not Imogene though she pretended to be so :But asshe has withdrawn herself we shall be excused from theunpleasant task of telling her some truths. We do not like to “ asperse the woman," as Lord Düberly terms it, and we are glad when any thing occurs to ensure us an escape from so doing. Terry, C. KEMBLE, and ABBOTT were very entertaining

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This mountain stands about six English miles distant from Naples, though its height makes it appear much nearer the town. In the way from thence to it, there is the remains of one of those rivers of burning matter, which is thrown from it in its eruptions.

This at a distance looks like a heap of new ploughed land, but as you come near it, it appears a channel of rude, but once fluid matter, in some places com posed of broken masses, in others, in form of a bank raised five or six feet high.

The mountain is covered all on the sides, with a kind of burnt earth, very dry and crumbled to powder; a man generally sinks half a foot deep in this loose matter.

The top of the mountain is a wide naked plain, which generally smokes with sulphur and seems undermined with fire, sounding hol. low under the feet: in the midst of this plain, stands a high

in the shape of a sugar loaf, very steep and made up of the same loose matter with the rest of the mountain. In the midst of this is the present mouth of the volcano, this goes shelving down on all sides, till about a hundred yards deep, it is about four hundred yards in diameter, and is of a round figure; this vast hollow is usually filled with smoke, but when it is not, the sides are seen all covered with green, wiite, yellow and red masses of matter, and seem to have several rocks of pure brimstone, standing out in different places. The whole bottom of the hole is usually firmly covered over, and free from cracks or holes; it sounds when a large stone is thrown on it, and seems firm enough for any one to walk safely over it, though there is an immense lake of fire raging at a vast depth underneath it.

When the mountain burns, this vast cavity is like a monstrous caldron filled with boiling, melted and glowing matter, which often boils over the edges, and runs down the sides, both of this and of the lower mountain, in rivers of fire.

There is no account of this mountain's casting out flames, before the reign of the emperor Titus; and since it has burned there has been very few fires in the Liparee or Eolian islands. It was in this first ejuption of the mountain, that the vast quantities of cinders, ashes, melted matter and sulphur, which it threw out, overwhelmed and destroyed the two great cities of Pompeii and the more famous Hercula


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