To what base uses may we not return ?
" The foul of Caesar, dead, and turn'd to clay,
"Might patch a wall to keep the wind away."— Hamlet.
Horses feed in the sacred sanctuary ! The stone that God devoted, Churchmen trod, is now the dormitory for Lady Webster's cattle !
But the insensible quadrupeds, feeding in calm enjoyment, ne'er think of the splendour they debase.
The cells were a fine contrast ! These might have suited the insensibility of the animal ; yet here the noblest of the creation buried themselves.
There was a passage so contrived, that the Monks, in case of danger, could find an asylum either at Hastings or Hurstmonceux. I will not vouch for the truth of this, though there are strong probabilites to support it : in short, it appears incredible that a subterraneous winding could be carried to such -
