and aerial spectacles, intersected with sandy uneven roads, just as it

did then; towards the west, where broad streams run into the bays, are

marshes and meadows encircled by lofty, sandy hills, which, like a

chain of Alps, raise their pointed summits near the sea; they are only

broken by high ridges of clay, from which the sea, year by year, bites

out great mouthfuls, so that the overhanging banks fall down as if

by the shock of an earthquake. Thus it is there today and thus it

was long ago, when the happy pair were sailing in the beautiful ship.