How grand the scene from this stupendous height! How awfully sublime! the king of day Flames in the east; old Ocean’s waves display One globe of fire! one boundless flood of light! With what unclouded lustre blaze the skies! While Mona’s flats tinged with a golden hue, Burst with transcendant beauty on the view; And, Man, {333} thy scarce seen mountains proudly rise. Nature beneath seems prostrate; and my sight Can hardly grasp the vast immensity! Can then the muse attempt to sing of thee, Nature’s great God! Father of life and light! Who bade the sun his annual circle roll, Who guides, directs, and animates the whole. SONNET VIII. TO MY DOG. Yes, thou hast been companion of my Tour, And partner of my toils! hast rov’d with me Through Cambria’s rude and wild variety, And often sooth’d the solitary hour With thy caresses: yet false man can claim Superior reason, claim a mind endued With love, with faithfulness and gratitude; Love a mere sound, and gratitude a name. Yes, faithful creature! and when thou art gone, With fond attention shall thy bones be laid; And a small tribute to thy memory paid In these few words, engraven on thy stone: “Here let in peace the faithful Sylvio lie, The truest picture of fidelity.” _CHART TO THE CAMBRIAN TOURIST._ Best Inns. Counties. Miles. Route. Objects most Page. worthy of Attention— Rivers and noted Bridges. Star, Angel, King’s Oxford Oxford Halls, 1 Arms, and Roebuck Colleges, and Libraries, Heythrop (Earl of Shrewsbury), Nuneham Courtney (Earl Harcourt), Blenheim Plough, Fleece, and Gloucester 40 Cheltenham Pump Rooms and 6 George Hotel Walks, Rooms, seat of Earl of