“I sore forebode these frosty times Will nip my nob; and then my rhymes In puff complete, in richness big, And full and flowery as my wig, Will future bards and priests explore, Till Taste and Talent are no more. While dull, tho’ disembodied I Jump up a Gnome ’twixt earth and sky; Perch on the pen of rhyming elf, And squat a squabby rhyme myself. A brat I boast, hight Pudding Billy, Whom tho’ the witless world calls silly, And tho’ but lame in hie hæc hoe Is a right chip of the old block.” _W. Roberts_, _Rector_. N.B. Mr. Roberts died a few months after writing this epitaph on himself. The Registers are quite complete from the year 1591, to the present time, with the exception of that of marriages, from the 1654, to 1659. The following is a copy of the Terrier of 1630, mentioned by Mr. Pennant, excepting the part of it which relates to the glebe lands: “We find all the tythes falling within the forest of Bafin’s Wood are * * * * * * * * {40} _Itm_ an English bible, a Welsh bible, a communion silver patara, a prayer-book in English, and a prayer-book in Welsh, a homely {41} book in English, and a homely book in Welsh, _Itm_ a linen cloth and napkin, two surplices, two chests, a velvet cushion and hangings for the pulpit, three pair of armour, two pikes and two head pieces, a flagon, a pewter plate, and a stone font.” (Signed) _Edward Williams_, _Rector_. _Edward Edwards_, _John Rogers_, _Edward ap Thomas_, _Hugh ap John Lewis_, _John Benion_, _Richard ap Edd_. * * * * * FINIS. [Picture: Decorative graphic of crown] Edwards, Printer, Oswestry. FOOTNOTES. {4} The Welsh call it Dre Wen to this day; a certain proof that this is the place the poet speaks of. {19} The reader cannot but admire the satyric and appropriate wit of Fielding, in his bestowing that title on Jonathan Wilde. {32} There is no annexed plan in the edition transcribed.—DP. {39} A river near Whittington so named. {40} Here a few words have been torn off in the original. {41} Homily.