Although Dirt and neglect are certainly to be reprobated, yet there is a trim neatness, which is equally to be avoided, when we renew these piles of antient Days. The rich Tints, produced by Time, on stone, both within and without a Cathedral, no man of Taste would venture, without necessity, to remove, the irregular Intricacy of their plan, though often the effect of chance, is so happy a source of grand and picturesque effect. that symmetry but ill repays what is lost by reducing them to strict regularity. The solemn Elevation of the Bishop’s throne, the rich Tracery of the altar, which however faintly, the sketches now exhibited, will give some Idea of: the perspective of the East window seen beyond the altar: the grovelike Intricacy of the Galilee, the theatrical effect of the Chapter House, all doomed to be sacrificed to I know not what Ideas of Regularity - shall they fall... and not a Voice be lifted up to stay the cruel Devastation? Added to the causes of Regret already mentioned, is the consideration that these devoted Piles are so curious & rare Examples of different Styles of antient Art, as they are beautiful in their general Effect. As Guardians and preservers of the antiquities of our Island, shall we not endeavour to save them from Destruction?