hood, indeed, is highly interesting, from the depth and extent of its woodlands, from its

illam a solo renovare, Christo et Sancto Gregorio, in Edwardi diebus Regis, et in Tosti diebus Comitis.

"Upon the dial in the middle part : —

"Hæc est dici temporis delineatio, versus solstitium hyemis. "Et Hawarth me fecit, et Brand Presbyter.

"Orm, Gamal's son, bought St. Gregory's church; then it was all gone to decay and fallen down; and he agreed with Maccan, to renew it from the ground to Christ and St. Gregory, in Edward's days the King, and Tosti's days, the Earl.

"This is a draught, exhibiting the time of day, whilst the sun is passing to and from the winter solstice.

"And Hawarth me made, and Brande the priest.

*

"From the above, appears the antiquity of Kirkdale church; for Tosti, the fourth son of Godwin, Earl of Kent, and brother to King Harold, was created Earl of Northumberland by King Edward the Confessor, in the year 1056; but being of a cruel and turbulent disposition, he was expelled the kingdom in the year 1065, and lost his life the year following at Stamford Bridge, near York. Hence this church must have been rebuilt, and the inscription cut between the years 1056 and 1065.”

Vide Bigland's Yorkshire, p. 269–270.

* The Latin and English translations of the above mentioned Saxon inscriptions, are taken from a letter addressed to Mr. Gough, by the late John Charles Brooke, Esq., of the Herald's College, F. S. A.

retired vallies and interspersed rivulets; and to mark the train now collected, slowly moving along its romantic scenery, though at this period of the year, wanting some of its richer accompaniments, and to hear the mournful melody of the funeral dirge swelling from a distance through the still evening air, could not but induce, even in the mind of the passing traveller, emotions of the most pleasing though melancholy cast.

How powerfully, then, these circumstances were calculated to operate on the suffering mind of Adeline, and how well she felt them accord with the dear and lovely character of him whom they were now conducting to the grave, can scarcely be too highly imagined. Grief is ever assiduous to find food for its own support, and the recollection of what had been the effect of such a scene on the feelings of the departed, when they followed together her dear mother to this very spot, was almost too painful to be borne.

Even on Mr. Walsingham, who had now come forth to meet the mourners at the entrance of the church-yard, and whose mind was fully

occupied by the awful import of the ceremony he was about to perform, even on him had many of the features of the scene not failed to produce a more than common impression. It was precisely such, indeed, as might be supposed capable of, in some degree, heightening the effect of by far the most sublime and pathetic of all human compositions,—the service for the dead. The very remote antiquity, too, of the church they were about to enter, the very striking appearance of its burial-ground, encompassed by gigantic trees, through whose branches the evening breeze was sighing softly as it passed; the sound of the water, as it ran lapsing by, and murmuring as it were a requiem for the dead; the last rays of the setting sun, yet lingering with a farewell smile on the grave just opened to receive the remains of the aged bard; the deep affliction of the innocent and orphan Adeline, and the hushed and devout attention of the numerous spectators, all contributed, together with his own peculiar grief for the loss of his earliest friend, not only to render this noble service more than usually impressive on his own mind, but to give to his

recitation of it a force and solemnity of effect that flooded every eye with tears.

It is under the influence of circumstances and feelings like these, that the heart of man becomes better and wiser; he is here taught to acknowledge the nothingness of mere human hopes and speculations, the utter dependence of his being, even for an hour's transitory life and enjoyment, on causes alike above his conception or controul; and when, as now, he sees virtue and nobility of nature descending to the tomb, the hapless victim of fraud and violence, of sorrow and persecution, it is then he feels, if ever, that wretched, above all others, must be the lot of him who has never sought, or even looked beyond this life for that which is to remedy the disorders, the sufferings and privations which accompany our passage to the grave; who, when he has declared, as all shall ever do, that "man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live and is full of misery that he cometh up and is cut down like a flower, and fleeth as it were like a shadow,” cannot at the same time add with joy, and in the sublime language of the patriarch: 66 I

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know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth; and though after death worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God."

With emotions and reflections such as these were the remains of Lluellyn committed to their parent mould, and not an individual probably of the numbers who had followed the bard of Aberfraw to his grave, and who saw him mingled with the dust from which he sprang, but returned to his home more justly estimating the value of this life, and of that which is to come!

It was with some difficulty that poor Adeline could be withdrawn from the spot which covered all that remained of a parent more than ordinarily endeared to her by every tie of affection and misfortune, and who, it was possible, might prove the last earthly stay and blessing of her unexperienced years; and it was only after a promise from Mr. Walsingham had given her the assurance of revisiting Kirkdale in the course of a few days, that she suffered herself to be torn from the grave.

Edward had been long and impatiently awaiting the return of his friends, apprehensive that