4 SPRING-TIDE. 



childhood, while pent up in chambers in 

 London. Truly must a man have experi- 

 enced such durance to render him fit to 

 enjoy the country as he ought. 



Julian. There is some truth in that re- 

 mark. Often, when looking on a beautiful 

 prospect, I have noticed that my country 

 companion did not participate in my rap- 

 tures. Yet even scenes like these are 

 cheerless in foul weather: we cannot have 

 perpetual May. 



S. God forbid that we should, for then 

 we should lose the benefit of contrast. Yet 

 I am not one of those who would forsake 

 the country even in foul weather. No, 



not 



When the rotten woodland drips, 

 And the leaf is stamp'd in clay. 



It has its charms for me in all seasons. 

 What sight more beautiful than hedge- 

 rows and coppices glittering in the sun's 

 rays on a frosty morning ! Flocks of wild 



