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We fly past! and now we are in Tyris
rivulet! Part of a meadow is flooded; a herd
of horses become shy from the snorting of
the steamer’s engine; they dash through the
water in the meadow, and it spurts up all
over them. It glitters there between the trees
on the declivity: the Upsala students lie
encamped there, and exercise themselves in
the use of arms.
The rivulet forms a bay, and the high plain
exteds itself. We see old Upsala’s hills; we
see Upsala’s city with its church, which, like
Notre Dame, raises its stony arms towards
heaven. The university rises to the view, in
appearance half palace and hall barracks, and
there aloft, on the greensward-clothed bank,
stands the old red-painted huge palace with
its towers.
We stop at the bulwark near the arched
bridge, and so go on shore. Whither wilt thou
conduct us first, thou our guide with the
white-and-black student’s cap? Shall we go
up to the palace, or to Linnæus’s garden! or
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