140 SYLVAN SKETCHES. 



" The lusty vine, not jealous of the ivy, 

 Because she clips the elm." 



Lover's Progress; BEAUMONT and FLETCHER. 



Whatever be the cause, however, another poet tells us 

 that 



" Everlasting hate 



The vine to ivy bears." 



PHILIPS'S Cyder. 



Milton celebrates the shade of this beautiful tree : 



" Nor always city-pent, or pent at home, 



I dwell ; but when spring calls me forth to roam, 

 Expatiate in our proud suburban shades 

 Of branching elm, that never sun pervades." 



Elegy to C. Deodati. 



" ^Egon invites me to the hazel grove, 

 Amyntas, on the river's bank to rove, 

 And young Alphesibceus to a seat 

 Where branching elms exclude the mid-day heat." 



Poem on the Death of C. Deodati. 



Blair gives a most shivering description of an Elm old 

 and decayed : 



" Quite round the pile, a row of reverend elms, 

 Coeval near with that, all ragged show, 

 Long lashed by the rude winds ; some rift half down 

 Their branchless trunks ; others so thin atop, 

 That scarce two crows could lodge in the same tree." 



The Grave. 

 W. Browne gives it a benevolent character : 



" There stood the elme, whose shade, so mildly dim, 

 Doth nourish all that groweth under him." 



