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THE TOPOGRAPHER.

SAWSTON HALL.[1]


[Footnote 1: The above brief account of a veritable old English Manor
House, transcribed from a few rough notes, taken at the period of personal
observation, is now supplied by the writer as an article entitled "The
Siege of Sawston," appears this month, in that clever and amusing work
_The United Service Journal_.]


Huge halls, long galleries, spacious chambers join'd
By no quite lawful marriage of the arts,
Might shock a connoisseur; but when combin'd
Form'd a whole, which, irregular in parts,
Yet left a grand impression on the mind
At least, of those whose eyes are in their hearts.
We gaze upon a giant for his stature,
Nor judge at first, if all be true to nature.

BYRON.


Quoting from the same poem, we may truly say of Sawston Hall,
Cambridgeshire--"The mansion's self is vast and venerable,"--for it is
one of the most pleasing architectural relics of the "elder time," which