A treatise on wood engravings : historical and practical . icks cuts; thegate at the entrance is introduced, with trifling variations, in threeor four different subjects ; and a person acquainted with the neigh-bourhood will easily recognise in his tail-pieces several other littlelocal sketches of a similar kind. In the time of the Eev. JamesBirkett, Mr. Gregsons successor, Ovingham school had the characterof being one of the best private schools in the county ; and severalgentlemen, whose talents reflect credit on their-teacher, received theireducation there. In the following cut, representin
A treatise on wood engravings : historical and practical . icks cuts; thegate at the entrance is introduced, with trifling variations, in threeor four different subjects ; and a person acquainted with the neigh-bourhood will easily recognise in his tail-pieces several other littlelocal sketches of a similar kind. In the time of the Eev. JamesBirkett, Mr. Gregsons successor, Ovingham school had the characterof being one of the best private schools in the county ; and severalgentlemen, whose talents reflect credit on their-teacher, received theireducation there. In the following cut, representing a view of Ovinghamfrom the south-westward, the Parsonage House, with its garden slopingdown to the Tyne, is perceived immediately to the right of the clumpof large trees. The bank on which those trees grow is known as the EEVIVAL OF WOOD ENGRAVING. 473 crow-tree hank. The following lines, descriptive of a view from theParsonage House, are from The School Boy, a poem, by ThomasMaude, , who received his early education at Ovingham underMr. Birkett. V. PAKSDNAGE AT OVIXGHAM. But can I sing thy simpler pleasures flown,Loved Ovingham ! and leave the chief unknown,^Thy annual Fair, of every joy the mart,That drained my pocket, ay, and took my childish heart ?Blest morn ! how lightly from my bed I spning,When in the blushing east thy beams were young ;While every blithe co-tenant of the roomRose at a call, with cheeks of liveliest from each well-packed drawer our vests we drew,Each gay-frilled shirt, and jacket smartly toilet ours ! yet, on a mom like extra minutes were not deemed back the casement!—Sun, propitious shine !How sweet your beams gild the clear-flowing Tyne,That winds beneath our masters garden-brae,With broad bright mazes oer its pebbly Prudhoe ! lovely in the morning beam :— )Mark, mark, the ferry-boat, with twinkling gleam, /Wafting fair-going folks across the stream. \ Look out! a bed of sweetness breathes b
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