Summary

Portrait of Archibald Geikie Archibald Geikie The Ancient Volcanoes of Great Britain… (1897)

Their forms are more rugged than those of any other hill-group in Britain (Fig. 331) . Every declivity among them is an irregular pile of crags, every crest is notched like a saw, every peak is sharpened into a pinnacle. Instead of being buried under vast sheets of their own debris, these hills show everywhere their naked rock, which seems to brave the elements as few other rocks can do. Unlike the pale Red Hills, they are dark, almost black in tone, though when canopied with cloud they assume a hue of deepest violet.
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Portrait of Archibald Geikie Archibald Geikie The Ancient Volcanoes of Great Britain… (1897)

They would tell how the sky rapidly darkened even in the blaze of mid-day, how the land was smothered with dust and stones, how over the sea there spread such a covering of ashes that the oarsmen could hardly drive their vessels onward, how red-hot stones, whirling high overhead, rained down on sails and deck, and crushed or burnt whatever they fell upon, and how, as the earth shook and the sea rose in sudden waves and the mountain gave forth an appalling din of constant explosion, it verily seemed that the end of the world had come.
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Portrait of Archibald Geikie Archibald Geikie The Ancient Volcanoes of Great Britain… (1897)

In the chasms left by the decay of the dykes between the vertical walls of their fissures, the winter snows linger into summer, and conceal with their thick drifts the mouldering surface of the once molten rock beneath them. On every side and at every turn a mute appeal is made to the imagination by the strange contrasts between the quiet restfulness of to-day, when the sculpture-tools of nature are each busily carving the features of the landscape, and the tumult of the time when the rocks, now so silent, were erupted.
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