leafless shrub, the ruin'd bower;
But our cottage come not near,
Other Springs inhabit here,
Other sunshine decks our board
Than they niggard skies afford.
Gloomy Winter, hence away,
Love and fancy scorn they sway;
Love, and joy, and friendly mirth
Shall bless this roof, these walls, this hearth,
The rigor of the year control,
And thaw the winter in the soul.

WILL. HONEYCOMBE.

Liverpool.

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ROUND TOWERS OF THE CYCLADES.

On Friday evening, Nov. 19, 1852, a lecture was delivered before the
members of the Literary and Scientific Institute of this island, by Capt.
Graves, R.N., from which I have been permitted to take the following
extract. The information contained in it, will doubtless be the more
interesting to many of the reader of "N. & Q.," when informed that the
round towers of Greece are fast disappearing; either from being pulled down
for the erection of dwellings, or to be burnt into lime, by the Greeks who
dwell in their neighbourhood. What the original dimensions of these towers
may have been in ancient times, or for what purposes they were erected, are
alike unknown; but their present proportions are as follow, and drawn by
the learned lecturer from personal observation:

Feet. In.
"A. Andros, near the port Height 60 0

B. Zea overlooking Perses Bay { Height 5 5
{ Diameter 26 6
{ Wall 2 0

C. Thermia { Height 11 0
{ Diameter 28 5

D. Serpho { Height 15 0
{ Diameter 27 0

E. Beach of Port Pharos { Height 7 0
{ Diameter 31 8
{ Wall 2 6

F. Hillock, west side of Pharos { Height 16 6
{ Diameter 42 10
{ Wall 3 0

G. Village of Herampili { Height 15 8
{ Diameter 38 3
{ Wall 4 to 2 6

H. Valley beyond