8 THE ENGLISH GARDEN. 



But chief, with willing aid, her glittering green 

 Shall England's Laurel bring ; fwift fhall fhe fpread 

 Her broad-leav'd {hade, and float it fair, and wide, 

 Proud to be call'd an inmate of the foil. 1 20 



Let England prize this daughter of the Eaft * 

 Beyond that Latian plant, of kindred name, 

 That wreath'd the head of Julius ; bafely twin'd 

 Its flattering foliage on the traitor's brow 

 Who crufh'd his country's freedom. Sacred tree 125 



Ne'er be your brighter verdure thus debas'd ! 

 Far happier thou, in this fequefter'd bower, 

 To fhroud thy Poet, who, with fofl'ring hand, 

 Here bad thee flourifh, and with grateful ftrain 

 Now chaunts the praife of thy maturer bloom. 130 



And happier far that Poet, if, fecure 

 His Hearth and Altars from the pilfering flaves 



* Our common laurel was firft brought into the low countrys A. D. 1576, 

 (together with the horfe chefnut) from Conftantinople, as a prefent from 

 David Ungnad, the imperial Ambaflador in Turkey, to Clufius the famous 

 Botanift. It was fent him by -the name of Trabifon-Curmafi, or the Date of 

 Trebifond, but he named it Lauro-Cerafus. 



Of 



