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Am. Pleasant do you say ! do but propound 

 -what pleasure is, and see if any place in Eng- 

 land excels it. This is the place that's call'd Ha- 

 zelford-clift, from a stately imbellished flourish- 

 ing wood, that borders south on the side of Trent, 

 that climbs up a rocky and mouiitanous eleva- 

 tion, facing the north, and the delectable shades 

 of the forest of Sherwood ; whose beautiful banks 

 and delightful shores, are celebrated to the plea- 

 sant amours of Trent, defended on the south by 

 the Vale of Belvoir, and guarded from the north 

 by the shady trees of the forest : but her east is 

 refreshed by fragrant meadows, cultivated fields, 

 and delightful pastures, adorned with most ex- 

 cellent rills, rivulets and fountains. This is our 

 inamouring northern prospect, the angler's Ar- 

 cadia, the greatest aviary, and the most melli- 

 fluous concert in Nottingham- shire. Nay, it's 

 England's Elizium, if Elizium be any where. 

 Of which, if any doubt to trace or find out, it's 

 here to be found, if any where in England ; other- 

 wise he may conclude that Elizium's but a fic- 

 tion ; for if not understood in these fragrant 

 fields, pardon me to think, nay I dare to assert 

 it's no where else. 



Theoph. Indeed it's a sweet place, I have ne- 

 ver seen the like before ; but what town is that ? 



Arn. This town we call Knieton ; it stands 

 yet more west, elevated on a rocky precipice of 



