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    ON one of tter part of autumn oget estminster Abbey. to ts t seemed like stepping back into tiquity and losing myself among the shades of former ages.

    I entered from t of estminster Sced passage t  subterranean look, being dimly lig by circular perforations in tant vieers, s, and seeming like a spectre from one of tombs. to tic remains prepares ts solemn contemplation. ters still retain somet and seclusion of former days. t of ions of ts, and obscured toucracery of tones  ty; everytions of time, w oucs very decay.

    tumnal ray into ters, beaming upon a scanty plot of grass in tre, and liged passage o a bit of blue sky or a passing cloud, and be pinnacles of too the azure heaven.

    As I paced ters, sometimes contemplating ture of glory and decay, and sometimes endeavoring to decipions on tombstones , my eye tracted to t nearly steps of many generations. ts; tapirely effaced; t been reneer times (Vitalis. Abbas.

    1082, and Gislebertus Crispinus. Abbas. 1114, and Laurentius.

    Abbas. 1176). I remained some littl