Lynchburg daily Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1852-1861, 1853-08-05
KcnilwOrth and ChatSwOrth.

Among all the ruins of England's olden days
these are pre- eminent FOR beauty, romantic in.
teresi, and the signs of ancient strength and
grandeur. To repeat the tales of love and
blood Of misery and revelry which hang a.
round these ivy covered turrets halls ard
walls. W uld he to repeat the poetry and prose
of hundred writers who have found an easy
access to The public ear with the legendary
lore of kenilworth Centuries have done their
work upon it since the storms of war broke
over 1t, but it stands, glorious ruin, and will
stand for hundreds of years TO Come. Mighty
chleIains have here held their tournaments
Queen Elizabeth visited it again and again.
with such splendor as was unknown before,
and has not been initiated since the days of
the Virgin Queen. Now all is desolate where
princes fought III the sight of lair maids whose
hands bestowed the vlctor's prize. The sun
was fast setting as We reached the summit OF
the hill from which the best view Is had Of the
melancholy pile;. the saddest have seen IN
| Eng land. lis huge, sublime but moudenng
towers, with ivy overgrown. are signs of for
rner greatness, and glory wasted and forgot
ten; and this is the end of mans mightiest
works Walter Scott has said that "these ru
ms only serve 10 show what their SPLENDID
once was and TO impress on the musing visitor
The ,ransitory value Of human possessions, and
the Happiness of those " no enjoy humble
lot IN virtuous contentment." But Shakespeare
says:
The coulcapp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples the great globe stse {
Yea all which it inhabits shall dissolve
And like the baseless fabric of a vision
Leave not a wreck behind.
AS | am now among the castles and am in
haste 10 gel on lie! US pass without pausing at
Birmingham. where spent the night; and SO
lei US say nothing of four young ladies in jock.
ely caps, and with bows and arrows, who set
off with us The mex, morning for exercise in
the open fields let us rush on without taking
a glass Of beer at Burton on Trent, so noted
for It's ale; nor stop at Derby, nor even at Not
bingham, where Henry Kirk White was born,
MOI ct Huchnal Church where Byron was
buried; nor at Leicester. the birth place ofmy
favorItc Lady Jane Grey. of sad but blessed
memory. and where Cardinal Wolsey died by
his ON hand to escape the scaf1old. | cannot
speak OF these. nor of he enchanting daes OF
the Derwent " here the hills come down to
the " aters so gently, and the flowers smile all
along the shores; | am in haste now, ard you
will lind all these and thousand other things
IN my book of travels" which you will please
to announce as now Tin p, PREPARATION" Come
with me 10
The Duke Of DeeonsAire's 'CAatsworh.--
There is nothing comparable to it in Eng land,
and suppose it is altogether the finest place
belonging TO private individual in the Grid
Princes are the guests of the Duke, and his
palace and grounds are such as royalty only
would command. But so many descriptions
of have been made that will be very briei
with mine
The Duke is the lord Of tract of country
here, some thirty or forty miles in extent but
his park ri 1000 acres. with 1000 deer rang.
ing In 1t, IS the seat ofhis ancestral halle
These the present Duke has enlarged and a.
dorned with prodigality of wealth, and
refinement of taste without rival in the realm
ne rnan who designed the Crystal Palace is
his agent here, ard now is Sir oseph Paxton,
whose salary is greater than that of the Pres''
dent OF the United States, and to this position