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Feltoji^s Gleanhigs on Gardens. 



Arcliiteetural Anliqiiities, and to his exquisite copy of Kipps's view of the 

 garden at Longleat (^^.44.), in the same splendid volume." 



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Home TooJce. — " No one delighted more in horticulture, and rural affairs, 

 than Home Tooke. Cato of Utica could not have exceeded him in this 

 attachment. The intention of Mr. Tooke certainly was to have been 

 buried in his own garden, and he had prepared his vault, and tomb, in his 

 richly cultivated garden at Wimbledon, where both Lord Camelford, and 

 their joint friend. Lord Thurlow, with other men of rank, who admired his 

 integrity, his overpoweriifg talents, and his genius, were proud to partake 

 of his society. Part of the inscription which he had prepared for that 

 tomb was, that he died ' content and grateful :' satisfied at having lived 

 so Ions, and gratefully feeling a high sense of the Divine goodness in per- 

 mitting it; a frequent conversation of his being on the wisdom, goodness, 

 and beneficence of the Deity. Mr. Tooke closed his long and stormy life, 

 after having survived the scorpion stings of slander, with an extraordinary 

 degree of calmness and intrepidity. On his decease, however, his friends 

 thought it best to bury him in the grave of his sister, at Ealing, at the age 

 of seventy-seven, where the words content and grateful now form part of 

 the inscription on that stone which covers the remains of that acute 

 scholar, that richly gifted and most disinterested of men, whose dauntless 

 mind made it his boast that 'no allurement or threat, no power or oppres- 

 sion, nor life, nor death, thunder or lightning, shall ever force me to give 

 way to corruption or influence, half the breadth of a single hair;' and who, 

 when enforcing what he deemed beneficial to his country, thus addressed his 

 jury : 'I protest, that if there stood a fire here, and I thought I could by 

 that means affect your minds, and the minds of my countrymen, I would 

 thrust my hand with pleasure into the fire, and burn it to ashes, whilst I 

 was pleading before you.' And who, on another occasion, made this de- 

 claration, ' I have never committed a single action, nor written a syllable 

 in public or in private, nor entertained a thought (of an important political 

 nature, when taken with all its circumstances of time, place, and occasion), 



