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made our way back as well as we could in the dark, over hedge 

 and ditch ; but just before we reached Walton the moon rose 

 in splendour from the sea, not pale and silvery, but of a glorious 

 red; one might have imagined that she saw the flocks of sheep 

 on the cliffs, and blushed to remember that she had loved 

 Endymion. It was a most lovely hour; not a breeze was 

 stirring, and all things were hushed, save the soft murmurings 

 of the sea, which beat gently at the base of the cliff, on whose 

 edge we were standing ; nothing was to be seen in the heavens, 

 save the moon and a few stars, " the companions of the chariot 

 of peaceful night." Truly, at such a time — 



Thei-e is a rapltire on the lonelj' shore, 

 There is society where none intrudes 

 By the deep sea, and nuisic in its rci'ar; 

 I love not man the less, but Nature more, 

 For these our interviews, in which I steal 

 From all I may be, or have been before, 

 To mingle with the universe, and feel 

 What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal. 



But if such moments are delightful when alone, how much 

 more so are they when we have a friend with us imbued with 

 a poet's feelings, whose thoughts are as our own in our best of 

 moods, and whose bosom glows with the best feelings of which 

 the heart of man is capable ! These are moments which indem- 

 nify us for years of the toils and cares of life; the recollection 

 of these will — 



Run molten still in Memory's mould, 



And will not cool 

 Until the heart itself be cold 



In Lethe's pool. 



Who is there that, looking back on times like these, will not 

 exclaim, " Vamilie est V amour sans ailes?" 



I am going astray from my subject, and must return to 

 Entomology; but before I leave speaking of Walton, let me 

 just record a fact which, though not connected with Ento- 

 mology, may interest many of your subscribers. On the 

 second of last October, Mr. H. Doubleday, whilst in company 

 with three ornithological friends, killed, on the cliffs near the 

 towers, a specimen of the grey-headed yellow wagtail, (Mota- 

 c'dla neglecta, Gould,) a bird which was not beibre known to 

 occur in this country. 



