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I quitted my seat, and walked on, although the darkness and storm

increased every minute, and the thunder burst with a terrific

crash over my head. It was echoed from Saleve, the Juras, and the

Alps of Savoy; vivid flashes of lightning dazzled my eyes,

illuminating the lake, making it appear like a vast sheet of

fire; then for an instant every thing seemed of a pitchy

darkness, until the eye recovered itself from the preceding

flash. The storm, as is often the case in Switzerland, appeared

at once in various parts of the heavens. The most violent storm

hung exactly north of the town, over the part of the lake which

lies between the promontory of Belrive and the village of Copet.

Another storm enlightened Jura with faint flashes; and another

darkened and sometimes disclosed the Mole, a peaked mountain to

the east of the lake.