Lynmouth, The Harbour 1899

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I GOT up at 6 o'clock as the sun was rising behind the Tors. The house was silent and no one seemed to be about … It was one of the loveliest mornings that ever dawned upon this world … The clear pure crisp air of the early morning blew fresh and exhilarating as the breeze came sweet from the sea. No one was astir, everything was silent, and I seemed to have the beautiful world to myself. The only sound that broke the stillness was the roaring of the Lyn far below. The scene which was clothed in darkness as we came in last night now lay suddenly revealed in the full splendour of the brilliant morning light, glowing with all its superb colouring, the red cliffs of the mighty Tors, the purple heather slopes and the rich brown wilderness of rusting fern, the snowy foam fringe cha?ng the feet of the cliffs, and the soft blue playing into green in the shoaling water of the bay where the morning was spread upon the sea. In the quiet early sunny morning it seemed to me as if that place must be one of the loveliest nooks in the Paradise of this world. FRANCIS KILVERT (1840-1879), DIARIES