THE STOCK ROCK, MILFORD HAVEN.

On the sea shore of Milford there are rocks of wild and romantic appearance, in particular the one the artist has depicted: at Tenby, also, are some insulated at high water; one called the Island of St. Catherine has been perforated by the action of the tides.

Though Milford Haven forms an object of great interest, regarding merely its picturesque attractions, its vast expanse of water, and the delightful scenery that in many parts ornaments its shores, yet it has excited most attention, perhaps, from the purposes of more substantial utility, which, in a national point of view, it has been thought adapted to answer. It is justly deemed the finest harbour in the kingdom, being sufficiently capacious and well sheltered to hold all the navy of England in perfect security; but objections have been raised against it as a naval station from the position and form of its entrance from the sea, which, in the opinion of some naval men, are such as to render it impracticable for ships to sail outwards in certain states of the wind. Its importance to the shipping interests, and consequently to the commerce of the country, is, however, daily rising in the public estimation.

Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele,

I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor

The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander,

Out-sweeten'd not thy breath: the ruddock would, With charitable bill (O bill, sore-shaming

Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie

Without a monument!) bring thee all this;

Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none, To winter-ground thy corse.