Corwen
10th October 1832
My Dear Mother
Yesterday I left Capel Cerrig. The first eight miles on the road to Cernioge are as beautiful as anything in Great Britain. Ld Willoughby’s 1 estate of Gwydir is somewhere in that neighbourhood, what a lucky man to have so many romantic possessions! I visited the Fall of the Swallow (Rhaindr y wenol) again, the river had sunk 15 or 20 feet since the previous day, and the tremendous cataract had diminished to a picturesque waterfall. Four miles further on is a most elegant fall of a little river name unknown to me, through <illegible deletion> an arch in the rocks – Afterwards the road gradually loses its beauty as it ascends the hills – The inn of Cernioge is on an extensive moor, in a very uninteresting situation. Thence to Corwen is 13 miles.
Wrexham. 3 o’clock.
The scenery between Corwen & Llangollen is very pretty but from that place hither it is very poor, in fact nothing to see. The road passes near Sir Watkin’s 2 at Wynnstay the situation of which place is uninviting, surrounded by the smoke of innumerable forges, though perhaps these are not visible from the house. The Roadbook gives no very attractive account of the edifice it says, The new part, were it not deformed by the incongruous remainder of the old, might be considered a good plain modern structure.
Wrexham Church is very handsome, otherwise the town is far from pretty. The air here is thick and foggy; so different from the mountains.
Yours afftly
Henry.
Lady E. Feilding
Lacock Abbey
Chippenham
Wilts
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