27th July 1834

I have taken several long walks, but I have not ceased to be surprised to find one day after another as fine as the foregoing — what a difference does climate make in the enjoyment of life — how opposite are the sensations, when viewing black mountains half enveloped in clouds, & seeing another range through the light blue haze of a fine day: the one for a time may be very sublime, the other is all gayety & happy life.

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