text:  Mountains it has none; to the sublimity arising from lake or precipice or the desolate expanse of moor and fell it has no pretension; from the spots where Constable chiefly studied even the prospect of old ocean was shut out; the country presented as he himself describes it only gentle declivities luxuriant meadow flats sprinkled with flocks and herds quiet but clear streams villages farms woodlands-- "The slow canal the yellow-blossom'd vale The willow-tufted bank and gliding sail