THE ENGLISH GARDEN, rj 



Yet here the fpoiler refls not; fee him rife 225 



Warm from his devaflation, to improve, 



For fo he calls it, yonder champian wide. 



There on each bolder brow in fhapes acute 



His fence he fcatters ; there the Scottifh fir 



In murky file lifts his inglorious head, 230 



And blots the fair horizon. So mould art 



Improve thy pencil's favage dignity, 



SALVATOR ! if where, far as eye can pierce,. 



Rock pil'd on rock,, thy Alpine heights retire, 



She flung her random foliage, and difturb'd 23.5 



The deep repofe of the majeftic fcene.. 



This deed were impious. Ah, forgive the though t^. 



Thou more than painter, more than poet ! HE, 



Aloae thy equal, who was " Fancy's child J* 



Does then the Song forbid the planter's hand 240 



To clothe the difiant hills, and veil with woods 

 Their barren fummits ? No, but it forbids 

 AH poverty of clothing. Rich the robe, 



And 



