wrapper of
that valuable work, which, for knowledge and utility, is as
superior to the Magazine frippery of the present day as Michael
Angelo to John Nash.

[7] Milner's Winchester, vol. ii. p. 146.

[8] The present Earl succeeded to the title on the death of his
cousin, Francis, the learned Chancellor of the University of the
Ionian Islands, founded by himself, and which he richly endowed
with a noble bequest and a splendid library. His Lordship is
Rector of St. Mary's, Southampton, Old and New Abresford and
Medstead, in Hampshire, a Prebendary of Winchester, and Master
of St. Cross, Hospital.

Among many famous men who have presided over the Hospital, was
Colonel John Lisle, of Moyles Court, Regicide, and M.P. for the
City of Winchester.

[9] From a paper in _The Crypt_, an antiquarian journal, printed
at Ringwood, Hants, in the year 1827. The writer observes that
Dr. Milner has uniformly applied the term _Saxon_ to the
circular arches in this structure, as well as to similar
specimens; but subsequent topographers have arrived at the more
probable conclusion, that very slight remains, if any, now exist
of ecclesiastical edifices by the Saxons.

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SCRAPS FROM THE DIARY OF A TRAVELLER.

BY THOMAS MOORE, ESQ.

O poets, poets, dream at home,
If you would _still_ have visions haunt you;
Trust me, if once abroad you roam,
That mar-all, Truth, will disenchant you.
Still think of VENICE, as in dreams
You've seen her, by her ocean-streams;--
Fancy the calm and cool delights
Of gondolas on summer nights:
Of sailing o'er the bright Lagoon,
And listening, as you glide along,
To lays from TASSO, by that moon
Whose beams, alas! he felt too strong,
And of whose mad'ning philters all,
Who feel the Muse's genuine call,
Are doom'd, at times, to drink as deep,
As did Endymion in his sleep!

Still by your fire-sides sit, and think
Of palaces, along the brink
Of ocean-floods,--whose shadows there
Look like the ruins, grand and fair,
Of some lost ATALANTIS, seen
Beneath the wave, when heaven's serene.
People those palaces with forms
Lovely as TITIAN ever drew--
Bright creatures, whom th