Wentworth Baron Wentworth.

Borough Baron Borough, reduced to Want.

Baron Mordaunt. Baron Eure.

Baron 'Rich.

Baron Sheffield.

Baron North, Privy. Counsellor, and Treafurer of the Houfhold.

Baron Hunfdon, Privy Counsellor, and Lord Chamberlain.

Sackville Baron Buckhurst, Privy Counsellor.

Thomas Cecil Baron Burleigh, Son of the Treasurer.

Cecil Lord Roos, Grandfon of the Treasurer, yet. a Child; he holds the Barony in right of his Mother, Daughter to the Earl of Rutland.

+ Howard of Maltravers, Son of the Earl of Arundel; not yet reftored in Blood.

+ Baron Cheney.

+ Baron Cromwell. Baron Wharton. Baron Willoughby of Parham.

+ Baron Pagett, in Exile; attainted. Baron Chandois. Baron St. John,

Baron Delaware; his Ancestors took the King of France Prifoner.

Baron Compton, has fquandered almost all his Substance.

Baron

Baron Norris.

Thomas Howard, fecond Son of the Duke of Norfolk, Baron Audley of Saffron-walden, in his Mother's Right.

+ William, third Son of the Duke of Norfolk, is neither a Baron, nor yet restored in Blood.

Thus far of Noble Families.

We fet out from London in a Boat, and fell down the River; leaving Greenwich, which we have spoken of before, on the right Hand.

Barking, a Town in Sight on the Left.

Gravefend, a fmall Town, famous for the Convenience of its Port: the largest Dutch Ships ufually call here. As we were to proceed farther from hence by Water, we took our laft Leave here of the noble Bohemian David Strziela, and his Tutor Tobias Salander, our conftant Fellow-Travellers through France and England, they defigning to return Home through Holland, we on a fecond Tour into France; but it pleafed Heaven to put a Stop to their Defign, for the worthy Strziela was feized with a Diarrhoea a few Days before our Departure, and, as we afterwards learned by Letters from Salander, died, in a few Days, of a violent Fever in London.

Queenborough; we left the Castle on our Right; a little farther we faw the fishing of Oysters out of the

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Sea,

Sea, which are no where in greater Plenty or Perfection; witnefs Ortelius in his Epitome, &c.

Whitstable, here we went ashore.

Canterbury, we came to it on Foot; this is the Seat of the Archbishop, Primate of all England, a very antient Town, and without doubt of Note in the Time of the Romans.

Here are two Monafteries almoft contiguous; namely of Christ and St. Auguftine, both of them once filled with Benedictine Monks; the former was afterwards dedicated to St. Thomas Becket, the Name of Chrift being obliterated; it stands almost in the Middle of the Town, and with so much Majefty lifts itself, and its two Towers, to a ftupend ous Height, that, as Erafmus fays, it strikes even thofe, who only fee it at a Distance, with Awe.

In the Choir, which is fhut up with Iron Rails, are the following Monuments:

King Henry IV. with his Wife Joan of Navarre, of white Marble.

Nicholas Wooton, Privy Counsellor to Henry VIII. Edward VI. Mary and Elizabeth, Kings and Queens of England.

Of Prince Edward, Duke of Aquitain and Cornwall, and Earl of Chester.

Reginald

Reginald Pole, with this Infcription :

The Remains of Reginald Pole, Cardinal and
Archbishop of Canterbury.

Cardinal Chatillon,

We were then fhewn the Chair in which the Bifhops are placed, when they are inftalled. In the Vestibule of the Church, on the South Side, ftand the Statues of three Men armed, cut in Stone, who flew Thomas Becket Archbishop of Canterbury, made a Saint for this Martyrdom; their Names are adjoined,

* TUSCI. FUSCI. BERRI,

Being tired with walking, we refreshed ourselves here with a Mouthful of Bread, and some Ale, and immediately mounted Poft-Horses, and arrived about two or three o'clock in the Morning at Dover. In our Way to it, which was rough and dangerous enough, the following Accident happened to us: Our Guide or Poftillion, a Youth, was before, with two of our Company, about the Distance of a Mufket-Shot; we by not following quick enough, had loft fight of our Friends; we came afterwards to where the Road divided; on the right it was downhill and marshy, on the left was a fmall Hill, Whilft we ftopped here in doubt, and confulted which of the Roads we should take, we saw all on a fudden

*This is another moft inaccurate Account: The Murderers of Becket were, Tracy, Morville, Britton, and Fitzurse.

on our right Hand fome Horfemen, their Stature, Drefs and Horfes, exactly refembling thofe of our Friends: Glad of having found them again, we determined to fet on after them; but it happened, through God's Mercy, that, though we called to them, they did not answer us, but kept on down the marshy Road, at fuch a Rate, that their Horfes Feet ftruck Fire at every Stretch; which made us with Reason begin to fufpect they were Thieves, having had Warning of fuch; or rather that they were nocturnal Spectres, who, as we were afterwards told, are frequently seen in those Places. There were likewise a great many Jack-w'-alanthorns, so that we were quite feized with Horror and Amazement!--But fortunately for us, our Guide foon after founded his Horn, and we following the Noife, turned down the Left-hand Road, and arrived fafe to our Companions, who, when we had afked them, if they had not feen the Horfemen who had gone by us? answered, Not a Soul: Our Opinions, according to Custom, were various upon this Matter; but, whatever the Thing was, we were without doubt in imminent Danger, from which that we escaped, the Glory is to be afcribed to God alone.

Dover, fituated among Cliffs (ftanding where the Port itself was originally; as may be gathered from Anchors, and Parts of Vessels dug up there), is more famous for the Convenience of its Port, which indeed is now much decayed, and its Paffage to France, than for either its Elegance, or Populousness. This Paffage the moft ufed, and the shortest is of