THE ENGLISH GARDEN. 9 



Seek it on Richmond's or on Windfor's brow ; 



There gazing, on the gorgeous vale below, 



Applaud befure, with famion'd pomp of phrafe, 



The good and bad, which, in profufion, there 150 



That gorgeous vale exhibits. Here meanwhile, 



Ev'n in the dull, unfeen, unfeeing dell, 



Thy tafte contemns, mall Contemplation imp 



Her eagle plumes ; the Poet here mall hold 



Sweet converfe with his Mufe; the curious Sage, 155 



Who comments on great Nature's ample tome, 



Shall find that volume here. For here are caves, 



Where rife thofe gurgling rills, that fing the fong 



Which Contemplation loves ; here fhadowy glades, 



Where thro' the tremulous foliage darts the ray, 160 



That gilds the Poet's day-dream ; here the turf 



Teems with the vegetating race, the air 



Is peopled with the infect tribes, that float 



Upon the noontide beam, and call the fage 



To number and to name them. Nor if here 165 



The painter comes, fhall his enchanting art 



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