‘We were to go a walk under the guidance of a Faroe parson to a farm on the other side of the island (Straumey), and so presently having gone through the town we met on a road that ran through little fields of very sweet flowery grass nearly ready…

‘So I have seen Iceland at last: I awoke from a dream of the Grange; which by the way was like some house at Queen’s Gate, to glare furiously at Magnússon who was clutching my arm and saying something, which as my senses gathered I found out to be an…

‘. . . we rounded a low ragged headland presently and were in the firth and off a narrow bight, at the end of which was the trading-station of Djupivogur (Deepbay): half a dozen wooden roofs, a flagstaff and two schooners lying at anchor’ (IJ pp.…

‘The town now lying ahead is a commonplace-looking little town of wood principally; but there are pretty-looking homesteads on some of the islands off it, and the bright green of their home-meads is a great relief to us after all the grey of the sea,…

‘. . . ashore we go and land in a street of little low wooden houses, pitched, and with whitesash frames; the streets of black volcano sand; little ragged gardens about some of the houses growing potatoes, cabbages, and huge stems of angelica: not a…