From Gretna Green to Land's End : a literary journey in England . elled cabinets andclocks; the same notable succession of por-traits in which the varying art of Van Dyke,Holbein, Rembrandt, Rubens, Lely, Knellerhas perpetuated some of the most significantfaces of history. How strangely they turntheir eyes on one another! — Anne Boleyn;her Bluebeard, Henry VHI, pictured here notonly in his rank manhood, but as a sweet-lipped child; Loyola in priestly vestments ofgold and crimson; the Earl of Strafford withhis doomful look; Charles I; HenriettaMaria; Rupert of the Rhine; the heroicMarquis of Mo
From Gretna Green to Land's End : a literary journey in England . elled cabinets andclocks; the same notable succession of por-traits in which the varying art of Van Dyke,Holbein, Rembrandt, Rubens, Lely, Knellerhas perpetuated some of the most significantfaces of history. How strangely they turntheir eyes on one another! — Anne Boleyn;her Bluebeard, Henry VHI, pictured here notonly in his rank manhood, but as a sweet-lipped child; Loyola in priestly vestments ofgold and crimson; the Earl of Strafford withhis doomful look; Charles I; HenriettaMaria; Rupert of the Rhine; the heroicMarquis of Montrose; the literary Duke ofNewcastle; the romantic Gondomar, Spanishambassador to Elizabeth; and with them —confuting my rash statement that the castleknows no change — Sargents portrait of thepresent Countess of Warwick, a democrat ofthe democrats, enfolding her little son. Thereremained the walk through the gardens to theconservatory, whose Warwick Vase, said tohave been found in Hadrians Villa, is, for allits grandeur, less dear to memory than the 166. THE HEART OF ENGLAND level green branches of the great cedars ofLebanon. But when it came to peacocksand pussycats cut in yew, we deemed it timeto resume our journey. Leamington was close at hand, with itsRoyal Pump Rooms, swimming-baths andgardens, its villas and crescents and bath-chairs and parades, its roll of illustrious in-valids who have drunk of its mineral waters;but we would not turn aside for Parrs church at Hatton could not detainus, nor other churches and mansions of re-nown, nor the footsteps of the worthies of theGunpowder Plot, nor Edge Hill where CharlesI met the Parliamentarians in the first battleof the Civil War, nor the park of RedwayGrange in which Fielding wrote — andlaughed as he wrote — a portion of TomJones, nor the Red Horse cut in turf, norany other of the many attractions of aneiirhbourhood so crowded with memorialsof stirring life. Our thoughts were all ofShakespeare now;
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