BOOKOFOLD-WORLDGARDENS 



Kensing- are romance writers. Wise and London are 

 Gardens our heroic poets; and if, as a critic, I may single 

 out any passage of their works to commend, I 

 shall take notice of that part in the upper garden 

 at Kensington, which was at first nothing but 

 a gravel pit. It must have been a fine genius 

 for gardening, that could have thought of form- 

 ing such an unsightly hollow into so beautiful 

 an area, and to have hit the eyewithso uncom- 

 mon and agreeable a scene as that which it is 

 now wrought into. To give this particular spot 

 of ground the greater effect, they have made a 

 very pleasing contrast; foras on one sideof the 

 walk you see this hollow basin, with its several 

 little plantations, lying so conveniently under 

 the eye of the beholder, on the other side of it 

 there appears a seeming mount, made up of 

 trees, rising one higher than another, in propor- 

 tion as they approach the centre. A spectator, 

 whohasnotheardthisaccount of it, would think 

 this circular mount was not only a real one,but 

 that it actually had been scooped out of that 

 hollow space which I have before mentioned. 

 I never yet met anyone who has walked in this 

 garden, who was not struck with that part of it 

 which I have here mentioned. As for myself, 



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