The lake was deep —­ at some points thirty feet —­ but the rivulet seldom exceeded three, while its greatest width was about eight.  Its bottom and banks were as those of the pond —­ if a defect could have been attributed, in point of picturesqueness, it was that of excessive neatness.

The expanse of the green turf was relieved, here and there, by an occasional showy shrub, such as the hydrangea, or the common snowball, or the aromatic seringa; or, more frequently, by a clump of geraniums blossoming gorgeously in great varieties.  These latter grew in pots which were carefully buried in the soil, so as to give the plants the appearance of being indigenous.  Besides all this, the lawn’s velvet was exquisitely spotted with sheep —­ a considerable flock of which roamed about the vale, in company with three tamed deer, and a vast number of brilliantly —­ plumed ducks.  A very large mastiff seemed to be in vigilant attendance upon these animals, each and all.

Along the eastern and western cliffs —­ where, toward the upper portion of the amphitheatre, the boundaries were more or less precipitous —­ grew ivy in great profusion —­ so that only here and there could even a glimpse of the naked rock be obtained.  The northern precipice, in like manner, was almost entirely clothed by grape-vines of rare luxuriance; some springing from the soil at the base of the cliff, and others from ledges on its face.

The slight elevation which formed the lower boundary of this little domain, was crowned by a neat stone wall, of sufficient height to prevent the escape of the deer.  Nothing of the fence kind was observable elsewhere; for nowhere else was an artificial enclosure needed:  —­ any stray sheep, for example, which should attempt to make its way out of the vale by means of the ravine, would find its progress arrested, after a few yards’ advance, by the precipitous ledge of rock over which tumbled the cascade that had arrested my attention as I first drew near the domain.  In short, the only ingress or egress was through a gate occupying a rocky pass in the road, a few paces below the point at which I stopped to reconnoitre the scene.

I have described the brook as meandering very irregularly through the whole of its course.  Its two general directions, as I have said, were first from west to east, and then from north to south.  At the turn, the stream, sweeping backward, made an almost circular loop, so as to form a peninsula which was very nearly an island, and which included about the sixteenth of an acre.  On this peninsula stood a dwelling-house —­ and when I say that this house, like the infernal terrace seen by Vathek, “etait d’une architecture inconnue dans les annales de la terre,” I mean, merely, that its tout ensemble struck me with the keenest sense of combined novelty and propriety —­ in a word, of poetry —­ (for, than in the words just employed, I could scarcely give, of poetry in the abstract, a more rigorous definition) —­ and I do not mean that merely outre was perceptible in any respect.