L'herbe dans les forum, les fleurs dans les tombeaux
Et ces vieux pantheons peuplés de dieux nouveaux ;
Tandis que, s'elevant de distance en distance,
Un faible bruit de vie interrompt ce silence-
Telle est notre ame apres ces longs ébranlemens :
Sécouant la raison jusqu'en ses fondemens :
Le malheur n'en fait plus qu'une immense ruine,
Où, comme un grand debris, le désespoir domine!
De sentiments éteints silencieux cahos,
Elémens opposés, sans vie et sans repos,
Restes des passions par le temps effacées,
Combat desordonné de vœux et de pensées,
Souvenirs expirans, regrets, degouts, remord,
Si du moins ces debris nous attestaient sa mort!
Mais sous ce vaste deuil l'ame encore est vivante;
Ce feu sans aliment soi-même s'alimente;

Il renait de sa cendre,

The following is a delightful picture of awakening confidence and reliance upon the mercies of Heaven. We see the dawn of that Faith which will "venture all the world upon the strength of its persuasion."

But while such doubtings through my bosom crept,
Gazing in sorrow on my tomb, I wept-

Faith, like some cherish'd vision of the past,

A ray of hope upon my future cast,

And, through the cloud of death, did softly roll
Over my age, the childhood of the soul;
Unto the Fount of Glory I am borne,

From my life's evening to its laughing morn :
My unbound eyes the scheme of life enfold,
And all the chains of mystery are unroll'd;
The present in the future taught I find,
And hope shuts out the chaos from my mind.

II.

This Faith that walketh with me to the tomb,
Dwelt with me also in the time of bloom,
From our dear mother's lips, when life began,
Milk of the soul, thy blessed sweetness ran!

III.

O Mystic Sun! star of another sphere,
Unto my darkening eyes appear, appear!
Come, Holy Comforter-immortal guest
Of saints and seraphim-rise in my breast!
Alas! I have no other friend but thee,

For loud tongued Reason in affright doth flee;
No more her hand the boasted torch doth wave,-

It dieth at the portals of the grave!

Come then, Celestial Brightness, in her place,
Pour on my eyes the richness of thy grace;
Now that the journey of my life is run,
Be thou my morning-star, my light, my sun!

(To be continued.)

THE village of Chartham is situated in the valley of the river Stour, about three miles to the south-west of Canterbury. There are several small hamlets within the parish; and the whole population, according to the census of 1831, amounted to 900.

On the river are two ancient mills, the one a corn, the other a paper mill; both held under the Dean and Chapter of Canterbury. And in a distant part of the parish, called the Hatch, is a seed mill, where is a wooden wheel of the extraordinary diameter of 52 feet, turned by a very small stream of water, brought from a reservoir by a leaden pipe. It is, however, out of repair, and no longer in use. On the Downs, to the south of the river, were several Tumuli, which were opened some few years back; but the ground has since been levelled for cultivation. The church, which is situated about the centre of the parish, and near the river, is dedicated to St. Mary. It is built of flint, and consists of a nave and chancel, with a transept. At the west end is a square embattled tower, with buttresses at the angles, and staircase turret at the north-east angle. It contains a clock and six bells.

The church within is narrow, but of considerable length, measuring from east to west 115 feet, exclusive of the tower; and sufficiently lofty, the whole being of the same pitch. There is a good wooden roof, concealed in the nave and transepts by plaster, and in the chancel by a ceiling of wooden pannels. On either side of the nave are two small two-light windows, and at the ends of the transepts two large windows of five lights each. In the south transept is a finelyexecuted monument, by M. Rysbrac, in 1751, to the memory of Sir William Young and his wife, who was of the family of Fagg, which has long been settled at Mystole, in this parish. The figures are the size of life.

The most interesting portion of the church, however, is the chancel, which contains nine windows of early decorated character. The tracery of these is singular and beautiful, and in exceedingly good preservation. There are also some remains of old painted glass in the upper portions of them. The only notice I have seen of these windows is in the Appendix to Rickman's book, to which I would refer the reader; and the only plate I have seen of the east window is in Sir James Hall's fanciful work on Gothic Architecture,-which led Mr. Rickman to visit the church.

In the wall on the north side of the chancel is a monumental arch, seemingly of the same date as the building; but there is no record concerning it. On the pavement, not far from it, is a very fine brass figure, nearly six feet in length, in excellent preservation; though of the lion, on which the feet rested, little is now left; and the legend

round the stone is entirely gone. This figure represents a knight, cross-legged, and in full armour. The arms are those of Septvans, consisting of three winnowing fans, or skreens, which appear on the shield, tunic, and alitts. There is reason to suppose that it is intended to represent Sir William Septvans, who lived at Milton, (not more than a mile from hence,) and was Sheriff for the county 4th Rich. II. (1380), being son and heir of Robert Septvans, who was Sheriff part of the 13th and in the 14th year of Edward II. (1320 and 1321.)

The only plate I know of this figure is in a "Tour in East Kent," published in 4to, in 1793, from which Gough takes his account in his "Sepulchral Monuments," having clearly never seen the thing itself. The figure of Sir Roger de Trumpington, in Trumpington church, near Cambridge, bears some resemblance to it; but it is more coarsely executed, and is moreover on a raised tomb.* Ours must be of later date; and, indeed, Lethieullier, who gave much attention to such things, says (as I learn from an extract from the Archeol. vol. II.) he had seen or heard of few such plates laid flat on the pavement earlier than the fourteenth century, or, indeed, than 1350; but that about 1380 they became common, and remained so even to James I.'s time.

Whether the armour of this figure marks an earlier date, I am not qualified to say; but the probability seems in favour of the notion that it is meant to represent Sir William Septvans above named. Indeed, the fabric of the chancel is, I presume, not of much earlier date than 1320, being (according to Rickman's classification) of early decorated character. Besides this remarkable figure, there are three brasses on the pavement in the chancel; all with legible inscriptions and dates, in Latin, much abbreviated. They are respectively the effigies of Robert Arthur, obiit 28th March, 1454; Robert London, ob. 1 Oct., 1416; Robert Sheffelde, ob. 18 Mar., 1508,-all rectors of this parish.

In the north transept is a small female figure, in brass, of Jane Lucas, wife of Lewis Clifford, who died 11th June, 1530. The inscription under this is in English. Against the east wall of the chancel is a small stone monument to Mr. John Bungey, formerly rector, who (the inscription tells us) "builded Mystole," (the seat which the Fagg family have now possessed for many years.) He died there in 1596. And on the north wall of the chancel, between two of the windows, is a large marble tablet to the memory of John Maximilian Delangle, Prebendary of Canterbury, and Rector of this parish, who died in 1724. From a long and interesting Latin inscription, it appears that his father, who was a minister of the reformed church at Rouen, wished him to take Holy Orders in the Church of England; and that his brother Samuel, having been pastor of the reformed church at Charenton, came over to this country during the persecution in 1682, and had conferred upon him a prebendal stall in the church at Westminster. Thus both brothers ("ut Riveti, Molinei, et

See also a plate of the monument of Robert III. Earl of Dreux and Brain, in the Abbey of Brain, in Montfaucon, vol. i. p. 58.