The eye can scarcely contemplate this nodding ruin without exciting a momentary aprehension in the mind, lest some of these vast disjointed fragments, which it exhibits, should instantaneously descend.
My friend, the Rev. B. Pidcock of Youlgreave, informs me, that a few years ago, and after a violent thunderstorm, a large solid mass, loosened from its ancient fastnesses, and weighing many tons, fell to the earth, and blocked up the entrance to the Hermit’s Cave. This obstruction was very properly removed by the late Henry Thornhill, Esq., and the access to the cave restored.
p201 in Reflections: A Poem: Descriptive of Events and Scenery Connected with the Different Months of the Year. By John Gisborne (1833).