10 THl SWITCH OF KENDAL. 



been much neglected, but we may hope that, under the auspices 

 of the Natural History Society, it will recieve a thorough in- 

 vestigation, and that the treasures it contains will be added to 

 the commonwealth of Science. 



P. S. With a view to illustrate the order and position of the 

 several formations above described, an imaginary section. No. III. 

 is introduced, commencing at Severn Stoke, and intersecting 

 Bredon and Dumbleton hills, till it meets the Broadway or 

 Cotteswold range. 



H. E. STRICKLAND. 



THE SWITCH, OR MAID OF KENDAL. 



BY WILLIAM CAREY. 



Thb Muses' green retreat beneath. 

 From busy themes, awhile, I breathe ; 

 No more the plastic arts rehearse ; 

 Dear, lovely Woman claims my verse. 

 Ye Maids, who beauty justly prize. 

 And, in the mirror, turn your eyes. 

 To triumph in the vermeil glow. 

 That Love and Hope on Youth bestow ; 

 To practise o*er to-morrow' i wiles. 

 Of radiant looks and tender smiles ; 

 To teach the ringlets where to play. 

 That o'er the lovely forehead stray. 

 The braid coronal proudly deck ; 

 Or lightly shade the snowy neck ; 

 The rising bosom — ^but beware. 

 My Muse I — ^nor let description dare. 

 With bold, unhallow'd thought, to rove. 

 Beneath the mystic veil of Love, 



Ye Fair — ^my serious tale attend. 

 And own the Poet for your friend ; 

 What though you pride in show and dressing, 

 A husband's a substantial blessing. 



Near Kendal^ in a neat abode, 

 Sequester'd from the dusty road. 

 With lands, which brought an income clear 

 Of just six hundred pounds a-year, 

 There liv'd — I don't exactly know. 

 Nor is it fix'd — how long ago^ 



A widow, who, at sixty, found 

 Old envious Time, with steady pace. 



Upon her footsteps gaining ground 

 And pushing fast to win the race. 



Her tresses fell ; she knew not how 

 " It could befal so young a woman"— 



And wrinkles lin'd her pallid brow. 

 Which "at her yearst were more uncommon.''*--^ 

 Her sight grew dim ; from day to day. 

 She felt her appetite decay ; 

 A growing tremor shook her head ; 

 Refreshing sleep her pillow fled ; 



