This is a poem written by Robert Bloomfield. The whole exhibits the language and feelings of a man who had never before seen a mountainous country. Should the reader, from being a resident, or frequent visitor, be well acquainted with the route, and able to discover inaccuracies in distances, succession of objects, or local particulars, he is requested to recollect, that the party was out but ten days; a period much too short for correct and laborious description, but quite sufficient for all the powers of poetry.