Note 1 — Chapter II · NORTH-TIROL—UNTERINNTHAL (RIGHT-INN BANK). KUFSTEIN TO ROTTENBURG.
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Kufstein, however, is not gentle in appearance. Its vast fortress seems to shed a stifling gloom over the whole place; it looks so hard and selfish and tyrannical, that you long to get away from its influence. Noble hearts from honest Hungary have pined away within its cold strong grasp; and many a time, as my sketch-book has been turned over by Magyar friends, the page which depicted its outline—for it wears a grand and gallant form, such as the pencil cannot resist—has raised a deep sigh over the ‘trauriges Andenken’ it served to call up.1