“… the tides visiting and revisiting the friths, the main sea dashing against the bolder shore, the rivers pursuing their course to be lost in the mighty mass of waters. … the winds sweeping over the lakes, or piping with a loud voice among the mountain peaks; and, lastly, … the primaeval woods shedding and renewing their leaves with no human eye to notice, or human heart to regret or welcome the change.” Wordsworth’s Guide to the Lakes, 1906.