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BENGEO CHURCH, with part of HERTFORD.

Published by I. Stratford, 12 Holborn Hill, Nov. 10.0806.

For D. Hughson's Description of London

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de Taynay, with whom it remained till the dissolution of the priory, when it was alienated from the crown by queen Elizabeth, and granted to Catharine, countess of Huntingdon, whence it descended in various modes, and is at present part of the property of T. H. Byde, Esq.

There are two lesser manors, REVELL'S HALL, so called from John de Revelle, its lord in the reign of Henry II. TEMPLE CHELSIN, received its name from a preceptory of the Knights Templars, the site of which still remains, surrounded by a moat.

BENGOO CHURCH, dedicated to St. Leonard, stands upon an eminence, commanding a fine view of Hertford;' its chancel forms a semicircle, probably from the circumstance of its being frequented by the knights, and built in that form by them. Its interior is very mean; and its pictureque situation is all that renders it worthy of attention, though it certainly is of very remote antiquity.

Returning to Ware, and proceeding in a southern direction, we arrive at AMWELL, distant nineteen miles from London. In Domesday Book it is denominated EMMEWELLE, supposed to have been derived from Emma's Well, a spring of water issuing from the hill on which the church is situated, and flowing into the New River.

In this village are Amwell Bury, the villa of major Brown; and near the entrance to Ware the house and gardens of J. Hooper, Esq. These gardens were laid out by the late Mr. Scott, who has rendered the village interesting to the sentimental traveller, by a beautiful poem called "Amwell." From his epistle to a friend we extract a poetic description of the curious grotto which he constructed at this place:

"Where China's willow hangs its foliage fair,
And. Po's tall poplar waves its top in air,
And the dark maple spreads its umbrage wide,
And the white bench adorns the bason side;
At noon reclin❜d, perhaps, he sits to view
The bank's neat slope, the water's silver hue,
Where, 'midst thick oaks, the subterraneous way
To the arch'd grot admits a feeble ray ;
Vol. VI. No. 124.
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