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cach link of which is conjoined by a grotesque head, and encircles an animal, bird, or other device. Next is a large cable moulding, supported as it were by a great number of beaks issuing from grotesqne heads: these ornaments are repeated on another moviding of the same description, which recedes; and receding again to a considerable depth is the wavy chevron; the whole prixluces a richness of effect not surpassed by any building in this style now remaining. This door has been long in dissuse; it is encumbered with a wooden rail nearly overgrown with nettles : to these evidences of desertion have lately been adeled the ruins of a porch (which will be hereafter noticed); its head-stone, cruciform wrought, may be distinguished among the broken stones.

Over the west door was a large circular window, now stopped up; one of the fourteenth century has been inserted in the space : three richiy-ornamented arches appear to have foined the pediment of this supert

front, but these are now much injured by the lowering of the roof. Within a few feet of the church westwari is a garden wall, which prevents an integral view of this interesting front from being seen to advantage.

" On the south side of the church is an elegantly-formed door exquisitely ornamented; its arch is supported by four columus; the two outer ones have plain shafts, those within are carved with diamond-work and zigzag. The capitals are exceedingly rich, representing on the left side two centaurs in combat, and on the right an encounter of horsemen: on the base of the last-mentioned column the figure of an animal claims particular notice. This superh door was till lately obscured by a heavy porch, which no doubr greatly contributed to its present state of perfection, the carving being deep and fresh, excepting where it has undergone the process of whitewashing-an ignominy to which the whole door is perhaps at some future period destined.

“ The southern porch was removed about the beginning of the year 1807, under the direction of the Reverend Mr. Cockell, minis ter, and the then churchwardelli, Captain William Nowell, whose

residence is near the church: much opposition was experienced by the projectors of this improvement--the villagers contended that the porch was a necessary resort before the church service commenced, and were very adverse to having their ancient privileges of sanctuary here invaded; but the minister and his colleague, rightly judging that the interior of the church was the most likely place to excite sentiments of devotion, proceeded with their work, and, much to their credit, have executed it so scientifically, that not a particle of the door was damaged in the operation ; though, by the insertion of the timbers to form the roof of the porch at the time of its erection, the head of one of the capitals on each side and the middle of the arch have been broken.

Though the interior of the church retains its original architece ture, its interest is much abated, and its symmetry and beauty defaced, by the erection of a clumsy platform for the ringers, and a screen of carved wood: these obstruct the view along he chancel, and break the noble cross arch whicla supports its roof. There is

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likewise a gallery erected at the west end, which, thongh it was probably the pride of the builders, is certainly no credit to their taste! we are informed, by a painted pannel on its front, that :: This gallery was built in the year 1738, for the use of the singers only; John Allin, Martin Browne, churchwardens.'

“ The singing galleries have of late become very numerous, and there is now scarcely a place of worship that does not exhibit one crowded with motley performers, to the great annoyance of the more sedate part of the congregation, who are wholly excluded from this part of the service, by the vociferous and discordant jargon of these pretenders to harmony.

The church, from east to west, measures upwards of thirty yards, its widih is about five. The tower is embattled and of moderate height, having no opening but the belfry windows. On its north-west corner is a large butment, containing a staircase leading to the belfry; this butment is terminated by a cluster of semicolumns covered by a sloping roof; immediately above, on the corner of the tower, is an enormous bead with an open mouth, which emits the water from the roof; the lower jaw is sustained by a hand on either side.

“ In the south-east corner of the churchyard is an ancient cross with an octangular base ; its shaft is about nine feet in height, but $0 much corroded by time that no traces of sculpture, if it was formerly ornamented, could now be discerned. Near the cross stands a yew-tree, supposed to be of equal antiquity with the church; it measures about ten paces in circumference upon the ground; the trunk is much decayed, and presents a vacuity in which a man may stand erect; its external appearance, however, is vigorous and flourishing. In the decayed trunk are many chippings of stone, similar to that used in the building of the church; these appear to have fallen on the protuberances of the tree at the time the chancel was lengthened, and to have been gradually enveloped by the bark. Instances of this are by no means uncommon; many spec cimens of this nature are preserved in museums: there is a pebble of considerable size enclosed in a piece of oak in the museum erected at Oxford, by that indefatigable investigator of antiquity, Elias Ashmole.

“ A specimen of the epistolary style in the reign of Henry VIII. appears in the following letter from Dame Kateryn Wells, prioress of Littlemore, to John Fettiplace, master of Queen's College, Oxford.

Right Reuerent and Worshipfull Master, I recommend me kunto you as a woman unknowen, desyring to here of yowr good

prosperite and welfare, the which I pray Almighty God to preserve to hys pleasur. The cause of Ry wrytyng to your master. • shippe at this tyme is this: bit is so, that Master Walrond bequelhed unto the powr hows of Lityllmore, as I understand, Irs.

vff hit wold like your mastershyppe to be so good frend unto your 4 powr beyd-woman, ost the foreseid plays, wer much bound unto

yowr mastershyppe, for-we had neur more nede of helpe and com: 'jort of soche jentylmen as ye

be that we have nowe: for I under:

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stand ye be a syngler lou's of relygyus placys. Y pray God that *ye may longe continewe to Godds plesur, he have yow in hys • kepyng eu' more. Amen.

" By yowr beyd-woman dame,

i KATERYN, Proress of Lyttylmore.' There are some good views of Guildford, and Loseley Manor House, Surrey; as well as in Lincolnshire, Northamptonshire, and Warwickshire, which are too numerous to mention in detail.


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The Burniad ; an Epistle to a Lady, in the Manner of Burns, with

Poetic Miscellanies, Original and Imitative. By J. H. Kenney.
Small 8vo. pp. 153. 45. Vernor and Co. 1808.

THE plaints and miseries of criminal rebels have been so often sung, that we are pleased to find the unjust sufferings of loyalists also held up to.public commiseration. The following “ Ballad;" we have been assured, is founded in fact.

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« Beauteous is the dawn of morning.

When young zephyr, full on wing, Wafts around the odorous treasures

Of the lovely blooning spring.
Not less fair, nor less enchanting,

Did the lovely June appear
Iu charms, and all the female graces,

Blooming in her nineteenth year.
“ But, alas! how fleet and transient

Life and all its charms are found ! Virtue, innocence, nor beauty,

Wrest stern Faie's remorseless wound : All thuse charms that thrill'd each bosom,

And attracted ev'ry eye, Fading pale, in youth's meridian,

Told that Death was standing by. " Pale those cheeks, like fading lilies,

Where the damask rose had blown; Dim her blue eye's beaming beauty,

That with starry lustre shone : Slow and mournful now that footstep

Thut so lately skimm'd the lawn; Mute that voice that, like the skylark's,

Carol'd at the early dawn. " Nightly did the wretched maiden,

When the midnight hour was come, From her sleepless pillow rising,

Visit her true lover's tomb. Unobserv'd, I stepp'd behind her,

While with feeble pace she stray'd To the churchyard, where young Alleyn

In his winding-sheet was laid. “ To his grave-stone faintly moving,

O'er the well-known spot she hung, And, awhile in mournful silence,

Oft her folded hands she wrong. Oft to Heaven her eyes were lifted,

Oft she cast them on the ground; Tender sighs her bosom rending,

All in tears of anguish drown'd. o 'Twas a cloudless night, in autumn;

Ev'ry star with brilliance shone; And, from Heaven's o’erarching azure,

Beam'd the full resplendent moon. Nature's voice was hush'd in slumber

j Silence reign'd, till with the gale Mingling sighs, heart-broken Jenny

Breath'd ihis sad but artless tale,


« Ah! I know it: 'tis his grave-stone!

Ever loyal, ever true; * In his king's and country's service

• Gallantly his sword he drew. • Fate is not to be resisted;

Direful is the hand of war; • He was taken by the rebels! • He was hang'd at Castlebar!

Yes, they hung him-cruel wretches! • Hung the pride of Irish youth! Matchless in his manly beauty,

Virtue, tenderness, and truth! • Yes, they hung him-savage traitors!

• Stabb'd him with their murderous hands, "When he scorn'd to kneel for mercy,

And refus'd to join their bands ! « • Not content to slay my lover,

• They expos'd him on the ground, Where I found his lifeless body

Gor'd with many a brutal wound ! Half distracted there I sought him,

By the pale moon's rising beam, Midst an heap of naked bodies,

Tho'o'erwhelm'd with maiden shame. « Soon his features I discover'd, By the pale moon's silver

ray ; When my tears, in silent showers,

• Wash'd the clotted gore away. Clos'd in darkness, ne'er to open,

• Were those eyes so skill'd to charm; • Cold and lifeless were his pate lips,

• Yet my kisses inade them warm! "When his manly limbs I shrowded

• In the veil aad gown I wore, • Next night in this grave I laid hiin,

• Neyer to behold him more! Yes! my tears bedew thy grave-stone;

Alleyn, 'twas for this I came! • Furuly too, to kiss each letter

That inscribes thy dear-lov'd name! " · Had he liv'd-(Oh faithless fortune!)

* But that blessing Heaven denied; Long betroth'd, this morn had made me

My true lover's happy bride. • But, alas! our joys are ended

By the envious hand of Death; * Save that only joy that's left me,

• Here to yield my latest breath.


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