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we may trace the beauties of the declining 

 year, and 



catch the laft fmile 



Of autumn beaming o'er the yellow woods. 



Even when the beauty of the landfcape is 

 gone, the charms of autumn may remain. 

 After the rage of fummer is abated j and before 

 the rigours of winter are yet fet in, there are 

 often days of fuch heavenly temperature, that 

 every mind mufl feel their effect. Thompfon, 

 to whom the beauties of nature were familiar, 

 thus defcribes a day of this kind : 



The morning mines, 



Serene in all it's dewy beauties bright, 



Unfolding Fair the laft autumnal day. 



O'er all the foul it's facred influence breathes, 



Inflames imagination, through the breaft 



Infufes every tendernefs, and far 



Beyond dim earth exalts the fwelling thought. 



To the pifturefque beauties of autumn we may 

 add, that the fetting fun, at that feafon, is 

 commonly richer, than when the days are of 

 the fame length in the fpring ; or indeed at 

 any other feafon. 



But 



