“In the great minster transept,
Where the lights like glories fall,
And the organ rings and the sweet choir sings
Along the emblazoned wall.”[2]
[CHAPTER II.]
JAMES LACKINGTON
“In the great minster transept,
Where the lights like glories fall,
And the organ rings and the sweet choir sings
Along the emblazoned wall.”[2]
JAMES LACKINGTON