io THE ENGLISH GARDEN. 



For Pleafure, lawlefs robber, oft invades 



Her neighbour's right, and turns to idle wafte 



Her treafures j curb her then in fcanty bounds, 



Whene'er the fcene permits that juft reflraint : 



The curb reftrains not Beauty j fo v' reign me 165 



Still triumphs, ftill unites each fubjecl realm, 



And bleiTes both impartial. Why then fear 



Left, if thy fence contract the fhaven lawn, 



It does her wrong ? She points a thoufand ways, 



And each her own, to cure the needful ill. 170 



Where'er it winds, and freely muft it wind, 



She bids, at ev'ry bend, thick-blofTom'd tufts 



Croud their inwoven'd tendrils ; is there ftill 



A void ? Lo Lebanon her cedar lends ! 



Lo all the ftately progeny of Pines 17^ 



Come, with their floating foliage richly robed, 



To fill that void ! meanwhile acrofs the mead 



The wand'ring flocks that browfe between the mades. 



Seem oft to pafs their bounds ; the dubious eye 



Decides not if^they crop the mead or lawn. 180 



