O'er these, but far beyond (a spacious map Of hill and valley interpos'd between), The Oufe, dividing the well-water'd land, Now glitters in the fun, and now retires, Hence the declivity is sharp and short, And fuch the re-afcent; between them weeps A little naiad her impov'rish'd urn All fummer long, which winter fills again. The folded gates would bar my progress now, But that the * lord of this enclos'd demesne, Communicative of the good he owns, Admits me to a share: the guiltless eye Commits no wrong, nor wastes what it enjoys. Refreshing change! where now the blazing fun? By short transition we have lost his glare, And stepp'd at once into a cooler clime. Ye fallen avenues! once more I mourn * See the foregoing note. Your fate unmerited, once more rejoice : How airy and how light the graceful arch, Re-echoing pious anthems! while beneath Brush'd by the wind. So sportive is the light cha Shadow and funshine intermingling quick, Play wanton, ev'ry moment, ev'ry spot. 1 And now, with nerves new-brac'd and spirits cheer'd, We tread the wilderness, whose well-roll'd walks, With curvature of flow and easy sweep :: Deception innocent-give ample space To narrow bounds. The grove receives us next; Between the upright shafts of whose tall elms We may difcern the thresher at his task. Thump after thump resounds the constant flail, That seems to swing uncertain, and yet falls Full on the destin'd ear. Wide flies the chaff. The rustling straw sends up a frequent mist By ceaseless action all that is subsifts. An instant's paufe, and lives but while she moves. By restless undulation: ev'n the oak Th' impreffion of the blast with proud disdain, : He held the thunder: but the monarch owes 一個 : By its true worth, the comforts it affords, i Like a coy maiden, eafe, when courted moft, Farthest retires-an idol, at whose shrine Who oft'neft facrifice are favour'd leaft. The love of Nature, and the scenes she draws, Is Nature's dictate. Strange! there should be found, Who, felf-imprison'd in their proud faloons, |