is certainly entitled to our grateful recognition.

"Such a writer is Mr. William Winter, easily the first,--for we know of
none other living in this country, or in the England he loves so much,
in whose nature the critic's vision is united with that of the poet so
harmoniously....

"Over and above all this, there is in these writings the same charm of
style, poetic glamour and flavor of personality which distinguish
whatever comes to us from Mr. Winter's pen, and which make them unique
in our literature."--_Home Journal_, New York

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CONTENTS.

_SHRINES OF HISTORY._

I. Storied Southampton.

II. Pageantry and Relics.

III. The Shakespeare Church.

IV. A Stratford Chronicle.

V. From London to Dover.

VI. Beauties of France.

VII. Ely and its Cathedral.

VIII. From Edinburgh to Inverness.

IX. The Field of Culloden.

X. Stormbound Iona.

_SHRINES OF LITERATURE._

XI. The Forest of Arden: As You Like It.

XII. Fairy Land: A Midsummer Night's Dream.

XIII. Will o' the Wisp: Love's Labour Lost.

XIV. Shakespeare's Shrew.

XV. A Mad World: Anthony and Cleopatra.

XVI. Sheridan, and the School for Scandal.

XVII. Farquhar, and the Inconstant.

XVIII. Longfellow.

XIX. A Thought on Cooper's Novels.

XX. A Man of Letters: John R.G. Hassard.

"Whatever William Winter writes is marked by felicity of diction and by
refinement of style, as well as by the evidence of culture and wide
reading. 'Old Shrines and Ivy' is an excellent example of the charm of
his work."--_Boston Courier_.

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"... It was the author's wish, in dwelling thus upon the rural
loveliness, and the literary and historical associations of that
delightful realm, to afford sympathetic guidance and useful suggestion
to other American travellers who, like himself, might be attracted to
roam among the shrines of the mother-land. Temperament is the
explanation of style; and he has written thus of England because she has
filled his mind with beauty and his heart with mingled joy and sadness;
and surely some memory of her venerable ruins, her ancient shrines, her
rustic glens, her gleaming rivers, and her flower-spangled meadows will
mingle with the last thought