"رحلة ثانية عبر بلاد فارس، أرمينيا وآسيا الصغرى إلى القسطنطينية، بين سنتي ١٨١٠ و١٨١٦. مع يوميات الرحلة مروراً بالبرازيل وبومباي وصولاً إلى الخليج العربي. مع تقرير لإجراءات السفارة البريطانية تحت إدارة السير جور أوسيلي، البارونيت، فارس وسام الأسد والشمس، مع خريطتين ونقوش من تصميم المؤلف." [‎٣‎١‎٩] (٥١٦/٣٧٢)

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which spot it was managed that he should meet the Ambassador, and
thence they both proceeded with all possible ceremony to the tent,
where as usual we smoked, drank coffee, and eat sweetmeats. During
the short time we were seated there, we had an instance of the bar
barity of these wild men. They were playing as usual, throwing sticks
and firing pistols at each other, when a quarrel arose between a Courd
and a Persian, which led to a general fray, when two men were killed.
We were told that these games seldom terminate without a similar
catastrophe.
We staid the following day at Erivan, but the heat was so great that
we had but little opportunity of seeing it. It consists of an unwalled
town and a fortress. Both are situated in a hollow, bordered by a suc
cession of hills, beautifully cultivated with orchards and corn fields.
The town is dirty and straggling. The fort has the reputation of being
the strongest in Persia, and the failure of the Russians some years ago
to take it by storm, has increased its fame an hundred fold, so much
so, that the Serdar talking about it, said very gravely, " If three or
" four of the Kings of Fireng (Europe) were to unite to take this castle,
" they might just take the trouble of going back again, for their labour
" would be in vain." It stands on one side of an immense precipice of
almost perpendicular rock, at the bottom of which flows the river
Zengui, and on the other side it is surrounded by a dry ditch, over which
are temporary bridges. It has a double range of mud walls, and round
towers, which could not stand three hours' good battering. The interior
of the fort is in great measure composed of ruined houses. An ex
ceedingly good mosque, built by the Turks, of brick and stone, and
crowned with cupolas covered with lead, stands conspicuous in the
centre. It is now only used by way of a storehouse. Not far from it
is a place where the Serdar casts and bores guns and makes shot.
His palace is also within the fort, and has all the appearance of
having once been a fine and substantial building. Its chief apartment
opens upon the precipice of the river, and commands a very beautiful
view, with the Zengui running close under it. It is from the window of