NORTHERN MEMOIRS. 139 



tion, could we but describe it, by reason of the 

 variety it naturally affords. 



Theoph. I am still in the dark. What mean 

 all these metaphors? 



Am. You will know the meaning of them by 

 and by. Look up to those solitary mountains, 

 situated south, and you shall see them send a 

 pleasant smile towards the north. Yet, because 

 wanting the beautiful ornament of trees, a sheep 

 in a shower cannot shelter her self. But, on the 

 north side, there stands inaccessible torrs, with 

 cliffs and rocks well burdened with timber, re- 

 sembling, as to my fancy, a hermit's cell, or a 

 solitary reception for the Rosy- crucian. But na- 

 ture (and not the native) appropriates them to 

 other uses, where a country seems barren of so 

 great devotion, I had almost said charity, but 

 some will say humanity ; however, these holes 

 serve the foxes to earth in, the rivers for fish, 

 and the otter to swim in ; the meadows and pas- 

 tures for sheep to graze in ; the trees, reception 

 for innocent birds ; and the shrub, protection 

 for the timorous hare. 



Theoph. There is something yet behind the 

 curtain, I perceive. 



Am. Mockeny, O Mockeny ! must 1 leave thee, when 

 Thy banks o'reflow with pleasure ? Must I then 

 Be banish'd from those pleasant draughts that I 

 Have often stoln, when as thy streams stole by ? 



