I'm not certain but I think this one is Haytor. There are so many Tors, each are unique.
I took this as Ann drove me across the moors in September 2014.

I found this verse which sums up its beauty I think

Sophie Dixon – February 4th 1825

Dartmoor Verse ( an excerpt )

Ye mighty Tors, – ye regions of the cloud !

Dartmoor ! in chant of Bard too long unsung !

So lofty, so remote, so passing proud,

Ye tower on high, the scenes of song among.

None e’er hath looked upon you, as fit theme

For verse – nor e’er in kindred feeling warm,

Deemed there might mantle one inspiring beam

O’er giant hills of solitude and storm.

They say ye’re not poetic, – but to me

There’s poetry where’er the wild flowers blow –

There’s poetry where’er our eye is free

To wander heaven above, or earth below !


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