preserved with much care."* In some of the romantic em- 

 bellishments which he proposed in the midst of a grove, or 

 coppice, he hints at having " little gardens, with caves, little 

 natural cascades and grotts of water, with seats, and arbors 

 of honeysuckles and jessamine, and, in short, with all the 

 varieties that nature and art can furnish." He advises " little 

 walks and paths running through such pastures as adjoin the 

 gardens, passing through little paddocks, and corn fields, 

 sometimes through wild coppices, and garden*, and some- 

 times by purling brooks, and streams; places that are set oft 

 not by nice art, but by luxury of nature.'' And again, 

 "these hedge-rows mixed with primroses, violets, and such 

 natural sweet and pleasant flowers; the walks that thus lead 

 through them, will afford as much pleasure, nay, more so, 

 than the largest walk in the most magnificent and elaborate 

 fine garden. "f He concludes his interesting Chapter of 

 Woods and Coppices, with these lines of Tickell: — 



Sweet solitude! when life's gay hours are past, 

 Howe'er we range, in thee we fix at last: 

 Tost thro" tempestuous seas, the voyage o'er, 

 Pale we look back, and bless the friendly shore. 



* A translation of De Lille's garden thus pleads: — 



Oh! by those shades, beneath whose evening bower* 



The village dancers tripp'd the frolic hours; 



By those deep tufts that show'd your fathers' tombs, 



Spare, ye profane, their venerable glooms! 



To violate their sacred age, beware, 



Which e'en the awe-struck hand of time doth spare. 



t Mr. Whateley observes, that "The whole range of nature is open to 

 him, (the landscape gardener) from the parterre to the forest; and whatever 

 is agreeable to the senses, or the imagination, he may appropriate to the spot 

 he is to improve; it is a part of his business to collect into one place, the de- 

 lights which are generally dispersed through different species of country." 



