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CHAPTER III. 



Nature inanimate displays sweet sounds ; 



But animated nature sweeter still, 



To soothe and satisfy the human ear. 



Ten thousand warblers cheer the day, and one 



The livelong night ; nor these alone whose notes 



Nice-finger'd art must emulate in vain, 



But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime 



In still-repeated circles, screaming loud, 



The jay, the pie, and even the bodiug owl 



That hails the rising moon, have charms for me. 



WILLIAM COWPEE. 



THUS close the fragments of Pocock's Diary which 

 have been collected for the year 1811, and they are here 

 followed by similar collections for the year 1812 ; but 

 in reproducing these entries, which are given to the 

 public for the first time, it has been necessary to 

 eliminate many of the meteorological facts, and other 

 matters of inferior importance or of purely private 

 concern. 



"Thursday, January 2nd, 1812. Morning delight- 

 ful, with sunshine. Ground wet. Report of guns 

 about half -past twelve likely Woolwich. Read in a 



