Shall seek the spot,* once by your presence blest,

Kneel on the soil, in which your relics rest;

Repeat the lasting line, the living lay,

And tell, to other times, your honor'd Day.

That mind, says Dr. Johnson (speaking among the ruins of Iona, or Icolmkill, the Mausoleum of the Scottish and Norwegian Kings) is not to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plains of Marathon, or whose Piety would not grow warm amid the ruins of Iona; far be it from me to pass indifferent over any ground which has been dignified by Wisdom, Bravery, or Virtue.

SONNET

ΤΟ

RESIGNATION.

Hither, Maid of placid eye,

With looks on earth, but thoughts on highWhere'er, as o'er the vale of woe,

Thy tranquil steps we trace

Thy bloodless hand-thy cloudless brow

Thy harmless purpose-peace;

Where'er Affliction leads the storm,

Thy soothing power employ,

And check the thought, that dares deform The brighter hour of Joy!

Where'er, as on Probation's way,

(Life's various, undulating, day)

Fair of healing aspect, draw thee nigh,

And gently smooth my passage to the sky.

M

Castle of Harlech.

ΤΟ

SIR R. W. VAUGHAN,

Of Nanney, Bart.

M. P.

For the County of Merioneth.

My Country will always behold, with a grateful eye, the Mansions of Hengwrt and Nanney, the seats of your Ancestors; the former as that of one of the best and most intelligent of her sons, and a repository of a portion of her records; the latter, as the residence of an exemplary Patriot, who is teaching his Countrymen the most useful of Arts, that of Agriculture, the felicities of rural life.-And to him who has the happiness of his Country so much at heart, the merits of her offspring will always be a welcome theme.

In Arthur's days, of ancient date,
When Cambria's chiefs elected
Her Maelgwyn" to the regal seat,

Were Harlech'st towers erected.

*Maelgwyn Gwynedd,. founder of Bangor, the College of Holyhead, the Priory of Penmon, and the Patron of Taliesin.

A Castle on the sea shore of Merionethshire, upon a high cliff; the original tower was called Twr Bronwen, but changed into Caer Collwyn, when Collwyn ap Tangno became its resident,

And soon some chief of Meirion's* sons,
When warfare claim'd his duty,.
Bade Harlech's turrets, Woodstock like,
Conceal his Bronwen'st beauty.

And well he might, for such a name
Had set the world a gazing;
And sparks illum'd in such a breast,
Set other Troys a blazing.

But who this Helen of the hills,
Obscure is even conjecture;
We only find her luckless‡ name,
Coeval with the structure.

and eventually, into Hurlech (Ardd lech) its present descriptive name. It was a place of great strength, presenting to the extensive marsh before it, a most impregnable front; nor is it less inaccessible on the land side, the rock having been excavated, with vast labour, and so as completely to isolate the fortress.

The origin of Merioneth.

The Fair-breasted. She is said to have been the daughter of Llyr, of Harlech, and buried on the banks of the river Alaw, (water lily) in Anglesey.

A blow most ungallantly given to this Fair, by Matholwck