RAMBLE OVER DERBYSHIRE HILLS AND DALES. Ley 
prettiest I know.* 
Fine rows of limes surround it, and as I 
Stood meditating beneath their scented boughs, 
the hum of 
myriads of bees rifling the sweet bunches of flowers fell on my 
ear, 
** Like sound with which a dream is filled.” 
Truly this is an interesting and sacred s 
mind, full of the most thrilling associatio 
pot, and to a thoughtful 
its interlaced knotay 
ns: 
the runic cross with 
ork and rude figures carrying one b 
ack in 
imagination to the days of good King Alfred ; 
the church itself, 
neta 
D. 
Sear 
~ yoda 
SS 
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AA 
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iz 
Ss 
12 
EYAM CHURCH. 
though little is left of its original work, has witnessed many 
changes that have been wrought in this land ; but its chief charm 
* Wood, in his last editio 
churchyard, as well as the vi 
ristics. Increase of popul 
obliterate every trace of the 
n of the History of Eyam (1868 
llage, are fast losing their St 
ation, and the introd 
), says :—‘* The 
old English village,” 
oke Poges characte- 
uction of trades, will soon 
