built were afterwards the chief residence, when in Craven, to the Countess of Pembroke and Dorset; the round tower there being the said Countess's lodging chamber-the said castle being totally demolished in Dec. 1649, having been made a garrison on both sides.

"This Earl of Cumberland was one of the most eminent lords of his time for nobleness, gallantry, and courtship. He died April 22, 1542, aged 49.

"Henry, 2d Earl of Cumberland, was born 1517; married, when about twenty years old, to the Lady Eleanor Brandon, her Grace, the youngest daughter, and at length coheir to Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk, by Mary, the French Queen, which Queen died about four years before her daughter Eleanor was married.

"Which daughter of hers lived wife to this Henry Earl of Cumberland, about ten years and five months, half of the time thereof when he was Lord Clifford, and the other half when her husband was Earl of Cumberland; for she died in Brougham Castle in Westmorland, about the latter end of November, in 1547, and was buried in the vault in Skipton church in Craven, leaving but one child after her at her death, which was the Lady Clifford, afterwards Countess of Derby.

"The Lady Margaret Clifford, when she was

about fifteen years old, was married in much glory in the chapel at Whitehall, King Philip and Queen Mary being both present at the said marriage, to Henry Stanley, Lord Strange, on Feb. 7. 1555.

"Which said Lord Strange, by the decease of his father, became Earl of Derby on Oct. 4, 1572.

"He died 1593, and the said Margaret overlived him three years and more; for she died Sept. 29, 1596, in her house, then newly built, in Clerkenwell, without the close, at London, when she was about fifty-six years old, and was buried in the abbey at Westminster.

"She had two sons by him, who were successively, one after another, Earls of Derby.

"Her eldest son, Ferdinando, Earl of Derby, died before her, leaving no children, but daughters,i behind him, the 16th of April, 1594.

“Her 2d son, William, Earl of Derby, died a little before Michaelmas, in 1641, leaving his son James, Earl of Derby, to succeed him, who was beheaded at Bolton, in Lancaster, in Oct. 1651.

"This Henry, 2d Earl, was, in his youth, before he betook himself to a retired country life, a great waster of his estate, and sold much land, &c.

i These coheirs of Earl Ferdinando were Lady Anne, married to Grey Brydges, Lord Chandos; Lady Frances, wife of John Egerton, Earl of Bridgewater; and Lady Elizabeth, wife of Henry Hastings, Earl of Huntingdon.

"But after, towards his latter end, when the said Earl lived a country life, he grew so rich, as that he did purchase lands, and leases and tythes, to a great value, both of old Sir Thomas Chaloner, the widow Lady Drury, and others.

"He was much addicted to the study and practice of alchymy and chemistry, and a great distiller of waters, and making of other chemical extractions for medicines, and very studious in all manner of learning, so as he had an excellent library both of written hand books and printed books: to which he was exceedingly addicted, especially towards his latter end, when he had given over living at court and at London, to which places he came seldom after the death of his wife, and, as we have heard, but three times.” k

The Editor trusts he has few readers who will not be entertained with these interesting anecdotes. They will now peruse the beautiful Ballad of the Nutbrown Maid with increased delight, when they. believe it to be founded' on the real incidents of a romantic and illustrious House. Dr. Whitaker's History of Craven will furnish a multitude of other curious and amusing particulars.

k Harl. MSS. 6177.

1 It must not be concealed that chronological objections have been made to this supposition. See Censura Literaria, in which this article first appeared.

N° CIII.

SONNET.

Address to Solitude.

I that have long held commerce with the crew
Of phantom shapes, led on by sorcery, 1
Now once more wandering the wild wood through;
Inhale the fragrance of the vernal sky.
O dreams beloved of summers long gone by!
O early hopes, O gleams of pure delight,
O thrills indefinite of ecstasy!

Who shall pourtray your magic charms aright? -
I wake to strains of heaven's own minstrelsy,
To fields and groves in vivid verdure drest,
To songs aerial floating in the sky,

To sunbeams on the misty mountain's breast!
O Solitude! blest refuge, purest, best,

For souls sublime, refined by poesy!

'Alluding to the Sorcerer, in Childe Alarique.

N° CIV.

On the Deceitfulness of Hope. Farewell of the Ruminator.

THE delusions of hope have been among the most trite topics of the moralist. The Ruminator feels them on the present occasion with no common force. He had flattered himself that his lucubrations might have proceeded to at least double their present length. But to plan and to act are widely different. He has deferred the execution of half his purposes till it is too late, and the close of the CENSURA LITERARIA m has brought them to a termination before their time.

Thus disheartened, he has wanted energy sufficient to perform the little that might still have been done, and passed two or three months in a state of listlessness and idleness such as he has not experienced for years. A number of favourite subjects remain untouched; and a number of fragments nused.

Even this last paper has been deferred, from the wish to execute it well, till the languor of overwearied thought has diminished the usual degree of ability; and time scarcely remains to execute it at all.

m In which work the principal part of the Papers first appeared.