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ILLUSTRATIONS.
| ARTIST | PAGE | |
|---|---|---|
| Mark yon old Mansion, frowning thro' the trees | Samuel Palmer | 10 |
| And orphan-sorrows drew the ready tear | J. D. Watson | 11 |
| The tangled wood-walk, and the tufted green | W. S. Coleman | 13 |
| The Gipsy's faggot, there we stood and gaz'd | Alfred Cooper | 15 |
| But hark! thro' those old firs, with sullen swell | E. M. Wimperis | 17 |
| The smoke's blue wreaths ascending with the breeze | W. S. Coleman | 19 |
| The hoary grandsire smiles the hours away | Charles Green | 21 |
| Then did his horse the homeward track descry | Alfred Cooper | 23 |
| When o'er the Hasted heath the day declin'd | E. M. Wimperis | 25 |
| Like yon fair orb, she gilds the brow of Night | E. M. Wimperis | 30 |
| And the bald veteran glowes with wonted fire | J. D. Watson | 35 |
| As the stern grandeur of a Gothic tower | E. M. Wimperis | 37 |
| High on exulting wings the heath-cock rose | J. W. Keyl | 39 |
| And on the moor the shepherd penn'd his fold | E. M. Wimperis | 47 |
| The wild deer, starting thro' the silent glade | J. W. Keyl | 48 |
