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قراءة كتاب Lynton and Lynmouth: A Pageant of Cliff & Moorland
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Lynton and Lynmouth: A Pageant of Cliff & Moorland

Lee Bay
LYNTON AND LYNMOUTH
A PAGEANT OF CLIFF & MOORLAND
BY
JOHN PRESLAND
ILLUSTRATED BY
F. J. WIDGERY
LONDON
CHATTO & WINDUS
MCMXVII
CONTENTS
CHAPTER | |
I. | DEVONSHIRE |
II. | SOME LITERARY ASSOCIATIONS |
III. | BARNSTAPLE |
IV. | LYNTON |
V. | LYNTON (continued), COUNTISBERRY, AND NORTHWARD |
VI. | PORLOCK AND EXMOOR |
VII. | IN SOMERSET |
VIII. | LUNDY |
IX. | THE LAST STRONGHOLDS OF TRADITION |
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
LEE BAY . . . . . . . . . . . . frontispiece
BOSSINGTON HILL
DUNKERY BEACON
THE DOONE VALLEY
WOODY BAY AND DUTY POINT, WEST LYNTON
THE SHEPHERD'S COTTAGE: DOONE VALLEY
LYNMOUTH BAY AND FORELAND
THE VALLEY OF ROCKS
HEDDON'S MOUTH, NEAR LYNTON
CASTLE ROCK, LYNTON
DUTY POINT
THE MOORS NEAR BRENDON TWO GATES
HARVEST MOON, EXMOOR
THE DOONE VALLEY IN WINTER
LYNTON: THE DEVIL'S CHEESERING
DUNKERY BEACON FROM HORNER WOODS
LYNTON AND LYNMOUTH
CHAPTER I
DEVONSHIRE
The original Celtic name for Devonshire, the name used by the Britons whom Caesar found here when he landed, was probably "Dyfnaint," for a Latinized form of it, "Dumnonia" or "Damnonia," was used by Diodorus Siculus when writing of the province of Devon and Cornwall in the third century A.D. So that the name by which the men of Devon call their country is the name by which those ancient men called it who erected the stone menhirs on Dartmoor, and built the great earth-camp of Clovelly Dykes, or the smaller bold stronghold of Countisbury. At least, conjecturally this is so, and it is pleasant to believe it, for it links the Devon of our own day, the Devon of rich valleys and windy moors, the land of streams and orchards, of bleak, magnificent cliff and rock-guarded bay, of shaded combe and suave, fair villages, in an unbroken tradition of name and habitation with the men of that silent and vanished race.
Up and down the length of England, from the Land's End to the Northumbrian dales, lie the traces of these far-off peoples whose very names are faint guesses preserved only in the traditions of local speech. Strangely and suddenly we come upon the evidence of their life and death: here a circle of stones on a barren moor or bleak hilltop, there a handful of potsherds