_Grimsditch_ (Vol. iii., pp. 192. 330.).--There is a wood so called in the parish of Saffron Walden, which has long formed a part of the Audley End estates. It is about a mile from the town, situated on the crest of a steep hill, on the south side of the road leading to Linton, and from its commanding position may have been at some time a military station. Some portions of a fosse may still be traced on the lower edge of the wood; but no tradition connected with its history has descended to us. Warton, in his _Account of Kiddington_, Oxon, p. 62., edition 1815, observes that Stukeley describes a fosse called Grimsditch, near Ditchley House, between Stunsfield and Chipping Norton, the vallum of which was eastward. He also says that the word means "the ditch made by magic," and was indiscriminately applied to ancient trenches, roads, and boundaries, whether British, Roman, Saxon, or Danish. We learn from the same work, that there exists a vallum, or ridged bank, within two miles of Ewelme, and near to Nuffield, called Grimsditch; and the lands adjoining to it are described in a charter in or before the reign of Richard I. as "extra fossatum de Grimisdic." BRAYBROOKE. "_'Tis Twopence now_," &c. (Vol. iv., p. 314.).--I met with the lines mentioned by your correspondent REMIGIUS in a newspaper about twenty years ago, and cut them out. I cannot now remember the work it was said they were copied from, nor do I quite understand if that is the information REMIGIUS wants, or the verses themselves: but I think the verses, and therefore inclose them. "THE ABBEY: A FRAGMENT. "A feeling sad came o'er me, as I trod the sacred ground Where Tudors and Plantagenets were lying all around: I stepp'd with noiseless foot, as though the sound of mortal tread Might burst the bands of the dreamless sleep that wraps the mighty dead. "The slanting ray of the evening sun shone through those cloisters pale, With fitful light, on regal vest and warrior's sculptured mail; As from the stained and storied pane it danced with quivering gleam, Each cold and prostrate form below seem'd quickening in the beam. "Now sinking low, no more was heard the organ's solemn swell, And faint upon the listening ear the last hosanna fell; It died--and not a breath did stir; above each knightly stall, Unmoved, the banner'd blazonry hung waveless as a pall. "I stood alone--a living thing midst those that were no more-- I thought on ages that were past, the glorious deeds of yore-- On Edward's sable panoply, on Cressy's tented plain, The fatal Roses twined at length, on great Eliza's reign.