Published Aug. 1-1804.by Richard Phillips, Paul's Church Yard.

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able pile. It contains some ancient monuments; and its painted glass windows, though now much injured, were once universally admired.

A friend of ours, Mrs. S-, whom we found here, favoured us with a copy of some beautiful lines, which she had written on the spot. I can only now send you a speci men of them:

Where MALVERN rears her cloud capp'd head,
And smiling HEALTH has fix'd her court,
Where purest streams their blessings shed
And balmy zephyrs, laughing, sport;

I often wander forth at eve,

To view the soft retreat of day :The tranquil shades my mind relieve, As night unfolds her cloak of grey.

Eight miles beyond Malvern stands the beautiful city of Worcester, where we arrived to dinner, and afterwards sallied out to inspect its curiosities. We were allowed to see its elegant manufacture of China, of which you will receive some choice specimens by the first conveyance, a present from

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our liberal fellow traveller.

We also took

a peep at the carpet manufactory, and then hastened over the cathedral, which viewed internally has a striking effect, uniting lightness with grandeur. The monument to the memory of Bishop Hough is unquestionably the finest I ever saw. King John also lies buried here; but I have no great respect for the memory of my namesake, and paid his tomb little attention.

Bidding adieu to Worcester, early next morning, after paying transient visits to Whitley, the seat of Lord Foley, and Ombersley, the residence of the late Lord Sandys, we arrived at Droitwich, famous from remote antiquity for its salt pits. It is a gloomy looking borough town, and except for its mineral treasures, would scarcely be worth notice.

Our next stage was Hagley, the long and justly celebrated seat of Lord Lyttleton. The house itself is rather elegant and commodious than superb, but the paintings and other ornaments are exquisite in their kind. The grounds, however, are the principal at

traction they really represent a terrestrial paradise; and we traversed them with encreasing satisfaction, and at last left them. with regret. In the church, we viewed the simple monument, erected to the memory of his beloved Lucy, by her illustrious lord. The inscription you must remember; but as I wish you, my dear Louisa, to deserve, though late to receive, the same testimony. of affection, I am induced to transcribe it.

Made to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes;
Though meek, magnanimous; though witty, wise;
Folite as all her life in courts had been,

Yet good as she the world had never seen;
The noble fire of an exalted mind,
With gentlest female tenderness combin'd.
Her speech was the melodious voice of love;
Her song the warbling of the vernal grove;
Her eloquence was sweeter than her song,
Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong;
Her form, each beauty of her mind express'd,
Her mind was virtue by the graces dress'd.

Who would not aspire to such a character! But I have not time to moralize.

From this Elysian retreat we proceeded to another, the far-famed Leasowes, near