text:  The ornamental water is fetched by an aqueduct worthy of old Rome from mountains seven miles off first emptying its whole charge over a high ledge of rock making a waterfall (which you see from the drawing-room window) over a series of steps and terraces which get wider as they get lower till they terminate in a superb basin within a quarter of a mile of the palace where the water makes its last bound and forms a broad lake fit for Diana and her nymphs amidst woods fit for Actaeon and his dogs