128 The New Forest : its History and its Scenery. 



moment we would consider how He adorns his own house, leads 

 the green arabesque of ivy over its walls, and brightens the 

 roof with the silver rays of mosses, and crowns each buttress 

 with the aureole of the lichen. 



Leaving Sopley, we come to Winkton, the Weringetone of 

 Domesday, where stood two mills, which were rented, as we 

 have seen was often the case, by a payment of eels. 



The views here are full of quiet beauty ; the river winding 

 along between its green walls of rushes, set with white and 

 purple comfrey and yellow loosestrife, flowing into the darkness 

 of the trees, and then again coming out by meadows, across 

 which rises the Priory Church of Christchurch, standing out 

 clear and sharp against the dark mass of Hengistbury Head. 



The Avon at 



