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    From London to Land's End

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    trophy of a great family, not the noble situation, not all the

      pleasures of the gardens, parks, fountains, hare-warren, or of

      whatever is rare either in art or nature, are equal to that yet

      more glorious sight of a noble princely palace constantly filled

      with its noble and proper inhabitants. The lord and proprietor,

      who is indeed a true patriarchal monarch, reigns here with an

      authority agreeable to all his subjects (family); and his reign is

      made agreeable, by his first practising the most exquisite

      government of himself, and then guiding all under him by the rules

      of honour and virtue, being also himself perfectly master of all

      the needful arts of family government--I mean, needful to make that

      government both easy and pleasant to those who are under it, and

      who therefore willingly, and by choice, conform to it.

      Here an exalted genius is the instructor, a glorious example the

      guide, and a gentle well-directed hand the governor and law-giver

      to the whole; and the family, like a well-governed city, appears

      happy, flourishing, and regular, groaning under no grievance,

      pleased with what they enjoy, and enjoying everything which they

      ought to be pleased with.

      Nor is the blessing of this noble resident extended to the family

      only, but even to all the country round, who in their degree feel

      the effects of the general beneficence, and where the neighbourhood

      (however poor) receive all the good they can expect, and are sure

      to have no injury or oppression.

      The canal before the house lies parallel with the road, and

      receives into it the whole river Willy, or at least is able to do

      so; it may, indeed, be said that the river is made into a canal.

      When we come into the courtyards before the house there are several

      pieces of antiquity to entertain the curious, as particularly a

      noble column of porphyry, with a marble statue of Venus on the top

      of it. In Italy, and especially at Rome and Naples, we see a great

      variety of fine columns, and some of them of excellent workmanship

      and antiquity; and at some of the courts of the princes of Italy

      the like is seen, as especially at the court of Florence; but in

      England I do not remember to have seen anything like this, which,

      as they told me, is two-and-thirty feet high, and of excellent

      workmanship, and that it came last from Candia, but formerly from

      Alexandria. What may belong to the history of it any further, I

      suppose is not known--at least, they could tell me no more of it

      who showed it me.

      On the left of the court was formerly a large grotto and curious

      water-works; and in a house, or shed, or part of the building,

      which opened with two folding-doors, like a coach-house, a large

      equestrian statue of one of the ancestors of the family in complete

      armour, as also another of a Roman Emperor in brass. But the last

      time I had the curiosity to see this house, I missed that part; so

      that I supposed they were removed.

      As the present Earl of Pembroke, the lord of this fine palace, is a

      nobleman of great personal merit many other ways, so he is a man of

      learning and reading beyond most men of his lordship's high rank in

      this nation, if not in the world; and as his reading has made him a

      master of antiquity, and judge of such pieces of antiquity as he

      has had opportunity to meet with in his own travels and otherwise

      in the world, so it has given him a love of the study, and made him

      a collector of valuable things, as well in painting as in

      sculpture, and other excellences of art, as also of nature;

      insomuch that Wilton House is now a mere museum or a chamber of

      rarities, and we meet with several things there which are to be

      found nowhere else in the world.

      As his lordship is a great collector of fine paintings, so I know

      no nobleman's house in England so prepared, as if built on purpose,

      to receive them; the largest and the finest pieces that can be

      imagined extant in the world might have found a place here capable

      to receive them. I say, they "might have found," as if they could

      not now, which is in part true; for at present the whole house is

      so completely filled that I see no room for any new piece to crowd

      in without displacing some other fine piece that hung there before.

      As for the value of the piece that might so offer to succeed the

      displaced, that the great judge of the whole collection, the earl

      himself, must determine; and as his judgment is perfectly good, the

      best picture would be sure to possess the place. In a word, here

      is without doubt the best, if not the greatest, collection of

      rarities and paintings that are to be seen together in any one

      nobleman's or gentleman's house in England. The piece of our

      Saviour washing His disciples' feet, which they show you in one of

      the first rooms you go into, must be spoken of by everybody that

      has any knowledge of painting, and is an admirable piece indeed.

      You ascend the great staircase at the upper end of the hall, which

      is very large; at the foot of the staircase you have a Bacchus as

      large as life, done in fine Peloponnesian marble, carrying a young

      Bacchus on his arm, the young one eating grapes, and letting you

      see by his countenance that he is pleased with the taste of them.

      Nothing can be done finer, or more lively represent the thing

      intended--namely, the gust of the appetite, which if it be not a

      passion, it is an affection which is as much seen in the

      countenance, perhaps more than any other. One ought to stop every

      two steps of this staircase, as we go up, to contemplate the vast

      variety of pictures that cover the walls, and of some of the best

      masters in Europe; and yet this is but an introduction to what is

      beyond them.

      When you are entered the apartments, such variety seizes you every

      way that you scarce know to which hand to turn yourself. First on

      one side you see several rooms filled with paintings as before, all

      so curious, and the variety such, that it is with reluctance that

      you can turn from them; while looking another way you are called

      off by a vast collection of busts and pieces of the greatest

      antiquity of the kind, both Greek and Romans; among these there is

      one of the Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius in basso-relievo. I never

      saw anything like what appears here, except in the chamber of

      rarities at Munich in Bavaria.

      Passing these, you come into several large rooms, as if contrived

      for the reception of the beautiful guests that take them up; one of

      these is near seventy feet long, and the ceiling twenty-six feet

      high, with another adjoining of the same height and breadth, but

      not so long. Those together might be called the Great Gallery of

      Wilton, and might vie for paintings with the Gallery of Luxembourg,

      in the Faubourg of Paris.

      These two rooms are filled with the family pieces of the house of

      Herbert, most of them by Lilly or Vandyke; and one in particular

      outdoes all that I ever met with, either at home or abroad; it is

      done, as was the mode of painting at th
    at time, after the manner of

      a family piece of King Charles I., with his queen and children,

      which before the burning of Whitehall I remember to hang at the

      east end of the Long Gallery in the palace.

      This piece fills the farther end of the great room which I just now

      mentioned; it contains the Earl of Montgomery, ancestor of the

      house of Herbert (not then Earls of Pembroke) and his lady,

      sitting, and as big as life; there are about them their own five

      sons and one daughter, and their daughter-in-law, who was daughter

      of the Duke of Buckingham, married to the elder Lord Herbert, their

      eldest son. It is enough to say of this piece, it is worth the

      labour of any lover of art to go five hundred miles to see it; and

      I am informed several gentlemen of quality have come from France

      almost on purpose. It would be endless to describe the whole set

      of the family pictures which take up this room, unless we would

      enter into the roof-tree of the family, and set down a genealogical

      line of the whole house.

      After we have seen this fine range of beauties--for such, indeed,

      they are--far from being at an end of your surprise, you have three

      or four rooms still upon the same floor, filled with wonders as

      before. Nothing can be finer than the pictures themselves, nothing

      more surprising than the number of them. At length you descend the

      back stairs, which are in themselves large, though not like the

      other. However, not a hand's-breadth is left to crowd a picture in

      of the smallest size; and even the upper rooms, which might be

      called garrets, are not naked, but have some very good pieces in

      them.

      Upon the whole, the genius of the noble collector may be seen in

      this glorious collection, than which, take them together, there is

      not a finer in any private hand in Europe, and in no hand at all in

      Britain, private or public.

      The gardens are on the south of the house, and extend themselves

      beyond the river, a branch of which runs through one part of them,

      and still south of the gardens in the great park, which, extending

      beyond the vale, mounts the hill opening at the last to the great

      down, which is properly called, by way of distinction, Salisbury

      Plain, and leads from the city of Salisbury to Shaftesbury. Here

      also his lordship has a hare-warren, as it is called, though

      improperly. It has, indeed, been a sanctuary for the hares for

      many years; but the gentlemen complain that it mars their game, for

      that as soon as they put up a hare for their sport, if it be

      anywhere within two or three miles, away she runs for the warren,

      and there is an end of their pursuit; on the other hand, it makes

      all the countrymen turn poachers, and destroy the hares by what

      means they can. But this is a smaller matter, and of no great

      import one way or other.

      From this pleasant and agreeable day's work I returned to

      Clarendon, and the next day took another short tour to the hills to

      see that celebrated piece of antiquity, the wonderful Stonehenge,

      being six miles from Salisbury, north, and upon the side of the

      River Avon, near the town of Amesbury. It is needless that I

      should enter here into any part of the dispute about which our

      learned antiquaries have so puzzled themselves that several books

      (and one of them in folio) have been published about it; some

      alleging it to be a heathen or pagan temple and altar, or place of

      sacrifice, as Mr. Jones; others a monument or trophy of victory;

      others a monument for the dead, as Mr. Aubrey, and the like.

      Again, some will have it be British, some Danish, some Saxon, some

      Roman, and some, before them all, Phoenician.

      I shall suppose it, as the majority of all writers do, to be a

      monument for the dead, and the rather because men's bones have been

      frequently dug up in the ground near them. The common opinion that

      no man could ever count them, that a baker carried a basket of

      bread and laid a loaf upon every stone, and yet never could make

      out the same number twice, this I take as a mere country fiction,

      and a ridiculous one too. The reason why they cannot easily be

      told is that many of them lie half or part buried in the ground;

      and a piece here and a piece there only appearing above the grass,

      it cannot be known easily which belong to one stone and which to

      another, or which are separate stones, and which are joined

      underground to one another; otherwise, as to those which appear,

      they are easy to be told, and I have seen them told four times

      after one another, beginning every time at a different place, and

      every time they amounted to seventy-two in all; but then this was

      counting every piece of a stone of bulk which appeared above the

      surface of the earth, and was not evidently part of and adjoining

      to another, to be a distinct and separate body or stone by itself.

      The form of this monument is not only described but delineated in

      most authors, and, indeed, it is hard to know the first but by the

      last. The figure was at first circular, and there were at least

      four rows or circles within one another. The main stones were

      placed upright, and they were joined on the top by cross-stones,

      laid from one to another, and fastened with vast mortises and

      tenons. Length of time has so decayed them that not only most of

      the cross-stones which lay on the top are fallen down, but many of

      the upright also, notwithstanding the weight of them is so

      prodigious great. How they came thither, or from whence (no stones

      of that kind being now to be found in that part of England near it)

      is still the mystery, for they are of such immense bulk that no

      engines or carriages which we have in use in this age could stir

      them.

      Doubtless they had some method in former days in foreign countries,

      as well as here, to move heavier weights than we find practicable

      now. How else did Solomon's workmen build the battlement or

      additional wall to support the precipice of Mount Moriah, on which

      the Temple was built, which was all built of stones of Parian

      marble, each stone being forty cubits long and fourteen cubits

      broad, and eight cubits high or thick, which, reckoning each cubit

      at two feet and a half of our measure (as the learned agree to do),

      was one hundred feet long, thirty-five feet broad, and twenty feet

      thick?

      These stones at Stonehenge, as Mr. Camden describes them, and in

      which others agree, were very large, though not so large--the

      upright stones twenty-four feet high, seven feet broad, sixteen

      feet round, and weigh twelve tons each; and the cross-stones on the

      top, which he calls coronets, were six or seven tons. But this

      does not seem equal; for if the cross-stones weighed six or seven

      tons, the others, as they appear now, were at least five or six

      times as big, and must weigh in proportion; and therefore I must

      think their judgment much nearer the case who judge the upright

      stones at sixteen tons or thereabouts (supposing them to stand a

      great way into the earth, as it is no
    t doubted but they do), and

      the coronets or cross-stones at about two tons, which is very large

      too, and as much as their bulk can be thought to allow.

      Upon the whole, we must take them as our ancestors have done--

      namely, for an erection or building so ancient that no history has

      handed down to us the original. As we find it, then, uncertain, we

      must leave it so. It is indeed a reverend piece of antiquity, and

      it is a great loss that the true history of it is not known. But

      since it is not, I think the making so many conjectures at the

      reality, when they know lots can but guess at it, and, above all,

      the insisting so long and warmly on their private opinions, is but

      amusing themselves and us with a doubt, which perhaps lies the

      deeper for their search into it.

      The downs and plains in this part of England being so open, and the

      surface so little subject to alteration, there are more remains of

      antiquity to be seen upon them than in other places. For example,

      I think they tell us there are three-and-fifty ancient encampments

      or fortifications to be seen in this one county--some whereof are

      exceeding plain to be seen; some of one form, some of another; some

      of one nation, some of another--British, Danish, Saxon, Roman--as

      at Ebb Down, Burywood, Oldburgh Hill, Cummerford, Roundway Down,

      St. Ann's Hill, Bratton Castle, Clay Hill, Stournton Park,

      Whitecole Hill, Battlebury, Scrathbury, Tanesbury, Frippsbury,

      Southbury Hill, Amesbury, Great Bodwin, Easterley, Merdon, Aubery,

      Martenscil Hill, Barbury Castle, and many more.

      Also the barrows, as we all agree to call them, are very many in

      number in this county, and very obvious, having suffered very

      little decay. These are large hillocks of earth cast up, as the

      ancients agree, by the soldiers over the bodies of their dead

      comrades slain in battle; several hundreds of these are to be seen,

      especially in the north part of this county, about Marlborough and

      the downs, from thence to St. Ann's Hill, and even every way the

      downs are full of them.

      I have done with matters of antiquity for this county, unless you

      will admit me to mention the famous Parliament in the reign of

      Henry II. held at Clarendon, where I am now writing, and another

      intended to be held there in Richard II.'s time, but prevented by

      the barons, being then up in arms against the king.

      Near this place, at Farlo, was the birthplace of the late Sir

      Stephen Fox, and where the town, sharing in his good fortune, shows

      several marks of his bounty, as particularly the building a new

      church from the foundation, and getting an Act of Parliament passed

      for making it parochial, it being but a chapel-of-ease before to an

      adjoining parish. Also Sir Stephen built and endowed an almshouse

      here for six poor women, with a master and a free school. The

      master is to be a clergyman, and to officiate in the church--that

      is to say, is to have the living, which, including the school, is

      very sufficient.

      I am now to pursue my first design, and shall take the west part of

      Wiltshire in my return, where are several things still to be taken

      notice of, and some very well worth our stay. In the meantime I

      went on to Langborough, a fine seat of my Lord Colerain, which is

      very well kept, though the family, it seems, is not much in this

      country, having another estate and dwelling at Tottenham High

      Cross, near London.

      From hence in my way to the seaside I came to New Forest, of which

      I have said something already with relation to the great extent of

      ground which lies waste, and in which there is so great a quantity

      of large timber, as I have spoken of already.

      This waste and wild part of the country was, as some record, laid

      open and waste for a forest and for game by that violent tyrant

      William the Conqueror, and for which purpose he unpeopled the

      country, pulled down the houses, and, which was worse, the churches

      of several parishes or towns, and of abundance of villages, turning

      the poor people out of their habitations and possessions, and

     


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