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"Of ev'ning smiles on the grey battlement,
"And yon forsaken tow'r that time has rent."

Tynemouth priory and castle, Northumberland.

The remains of this monastery are situated on a high rocky point, on the north side of the entrance into the river Tyne, about a mile and a half below North-Shields. The exalted rock on which the monastery stood, rendered it visible at sea a long way off, in every direction, whence it presented itself as if exhorting the seamen in. danger to make their vows, and promise masses and presents to the Virgin Mary and St. Oswin for their deliverance.

SONNET II.

BAMBOROUGH CASTLE.

This very ancient castle, with its extensive domains, heretofore the property of the family of FORSTER, whose heiress married Lord CREWE, bishop of Durham, is appropriated by the will of that pious Prelate to many benevolent purposes; particularly that of ministering instant relief to such shipwrecked mariners as may happen to be cast on this dangerous coast, for whose preservation, and that of their vessels, every possible assistance is contrived, and is at all times ready. The whole estate is vested in the hands of Trustees, one of whom, Dr. SHARP, archdeacon of Northumberland, with an active zeal well suited to the nature of the humane institution, makes this castle his chief residence, attending with unwearied diligence to the proper application of the charity.

SONNET III.

The WENSBECK is a romantick and sequestered river in Northumberland. On its banks is situated our Lady's "The remains of this small chapel, or ora

Chapel.

tory, (says GROSE) stand in a shady solitude, on the north bank of the Wensbeck, about three quarters of a mile west of Bothall, in a spot admirably calculated for meditation. It was probably built by one of the Barons Ogle." This river is thus beautifully characterized by AKENSIDE, who was born near it :

"O ye Northumbrian shades, which overlook
The rocky pavement, and the mossy falls
Of solitary Wensbeck's limpid stream;
How gladly I recal your well-known seats
Belov'd of old, and that delightful time
When all alone, for many a summer's day,
I wander'd through your calm recesses, led
In silence by some powerful hand unseen.'

SONNET IV.

The waving branches that romantick bend.

O'er thy tall banks

Written on passing the Tweed at Kelso, where the scenery is much more picturesque than it is near Berwick,

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