Ip4 DireSiions for Raifing Chap. 7. 



Hundreds ofchearful Birds fill ev'ry Tree^ 

 Andfing their joyful Songs of Liberty. 



And Dryden^ in his Bocc. Tbeod. ^ Hon. 

 defcribes his Lover : 



< Within a lonely Lawn that Jlood^ 



On ev'ry fide firrounddedhy aWood^ 

 Alone he walked, topleafe his penfive Mind^ 

 And fought the deepefl Solitude to find: 

 ^Trvas in a Grove of pie af ant Tines heflrafd^ 

 TheWinds mthin the qiiivringBranchesplay d^^^ 

 And dancing Trees a mournful Mufick made. 

 The Place itfelfvpasfuiting to his Care^ 

 Uncouth andfavage as the Cruel Fair : 

 He vpandefd on^ unknowing where he went^ 

 Lojl in the Wood^ and all on Love hitent. 



And the incomparable Boileau, in feveral 

 Parts of his Epiftle to Lamoignon (which I 

 fhall colled together) fpeaks of it in the high- 

 eft Raptures ^ for tho' his Theme be that of 

 a Country Life in general, yet the Woods 

 engrofs'd the beautifulleft of his Thoughts ; 

 Speaking to Lamoignon^ he fays, 



7here [olid Pleafures at an eafie Rate m 



I pur chafe, anda??! there content with fate : T 

 / take my Book, and in the Meadows Jiray, 

 Read as I walk ^ and mufing, lofe my Way : 

 So f aft thefweet Ideas croud my Mind, 

 To Books the Fields ^ the Shades to Thought fo 

 kind : 



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