on the edge of the foreft, the fituation of 

 it is nearly conformable to the wifh of the 

 poet: 



Be my retreat 



*-**- ***y * *- t-i. v*i. 



Between the groaning foreft, and the (horc, 

 A rural, flickered, folitary fcene *. 



The two laft of thefe epithets indeed belong 

 not to it. It flands rather lofty, tho not high ; 

 and is fo far from being folitary, that it enjoys 

 a good neighbourhood. 



From this knoll, the views are ingrofled 

 by two houfes, Mr. Cleavland's, and the vicar- 

 age ; the united plantations of which exclude 

 the profpedt from all other parts of the hill. 

 From both thefe houfes the views are beau- 

 tiful; but they are of different kinds. Mr. 

 Cleavland's ftanding on the weft fide of the 

 knoll, has a view of Lymington-river, which 

 forms one of it's beft fweeps below his 

 lawn. From hence the eye is carried along 

 the river to it's opening into the channel; of 

 which together with the fhores around the 

 ifland beyond and the town of Lymington 

 the diftant landfcape is formed. Thefe dif- 



Thompfon's winter. 



tances 



