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The quiet little town of Stratford-upon-Avon receives more pilgrims from all lands than many a brilliant city rich in palaces and temples. The neighbourhood of this town has nothing very striking in its scenery; but many a wayfaring enthusiast, with knapsack on his back, may be found tracing the course of the “lucid Avon," or climbing the wooded hills which overlook the hamlets of this richly cultivated district. The chief charm of this smiling country lies in the memory of one who was born and who died in this quiet little town—whose parents and children here also dwelt -who cultivated some of the fields which lie around his birthplace—but whose name has gone forth through all countries as the greatest name amongst the sons of England. A little volume referring to these pleasant and memorable places, as well as to other interesting associations of “ the Avon,” may offer a fitting companionship to the wanderer by Avon's side, and be acceptable also to many who may never have the opportunity of looking upon the scenes where Shakspere had
“his daily walks, and ancient neighbourhood.”
The beautiful sketches of Mr. Harvey, with some few additional ones by the author of this · Ramble' (to the fidelity of which the editor of this Series can bear testimony), will convey a better notion of these localities than any verbal pictures, however carefully executed.