TRANSLATION 



OF 



QUOTATIONS in the Firft Volume. 



VOL. I. 



Page 2 8. 



Deep in the bowels of the earth, the oak 

 With hardy effort drives his vigorous root; 

 And rears his head as high. No winter-ftorm 

 Can touch a trunk fo founded. Years revolve; 

 The puny generations of mankind, 

 Each after each, expire ; yet firm he ftands ; 

 And ftretching, far and wide, his fmewy army, 

 With comprehenfive fpan, and fvveep of (hade, 

 O'erfpreads a diftrift. 



35. The a(h is the moft beautiful of all the trees 



of the wood. 

 47. As the letters of our names increafe on the 



bark, fo {hall our love. 

 47. Under the fhelter of a fpreading beech. 

 50. The light metal crackled in the wind. 

 60. The maple ftained with various hues. 



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