human
Well, Flora, what do you think of Lord Rae's country?
gpt
It is terrific! returned Flora;
human
I cannot look at that confusion of hills, lifting their tall heads to heaven, but I fancy that the earth has rebelled against her Maker, and dares to defy Him to his face. It is odd--a strange madness, you will think--but the sight of these mountains thrills me with fear. I feel myself grow pale while looking at them, and tremble while I admire.
gpt
To me, born among the hills, Flora, these sensations of yours are almost incomprehensible. But look, that broken arch of stone formed by those immense black rocks round which the wild waves revel, and leap in a glad frenzy, is the entrance to Loch Gribol. It is one of the grandest objects on this rugged coast.