PILGRIM WALKS: A CHAPLET OF MEMORIES. BY MRS. ROBERT CARTWRIGHT. "Pilgrim wise, my beads I tell, Carved from many an ancient shrine Is this rosary of mine: Jewels from a foreign strand Link'd together in its band; Whatsoever I could get, Strings of pearl, or strings of jet, Thus to form its carcanet. "Fretted round and wrought in gold Are the hours that here I hold; Now and then a leaf or flow'r Cull'd from garden, plot, or bow'r; Ferns from some deep forest glade :- Thus hath Memory's Chaplet grown, Laid on friendship's altar stone." K. F. C. LONDON: CHARLES WESTERTON, PUBLISHER, 20, ST. GEORGE'S PLACE, HYDE PARK CORNER. 1859. 203. d. 36. PREFACE. THE present volume is the result of four or five years of travelling and observation at home and abroad, and is offered to the public as an example of the Authoress's impressions of the moment, rather than as a finished work of any great pretensions. Sketches are proverbially worth little unless drawn on the spot: these may conscientiously be said to have been so made, and to have been only altered in as far as the rectification of some oversight or other necessary correction rendered it indispensable. If the present publication should lead the superficial traveller to the conviction that, with very little additional trouble, he may greatly extend the sphere of his mental activity, its end will be fully and usefully attained. Craven Hill, Hyde Park, August 1859. |