DR. DARWIN. 3OI 



bind her brow with myrtles. If flie had 

 no other claim, the Tremella alone ought 

 to give her wreath unperifhahle bloom. 

 Symptoms of the impending fliower are 

 given with that accuracy, with w 7 hich, 

 on every occafion, this genuine Poet ob~ 

 ferved the objects of nature, thus : 



1 Now the light fwallow, with her airy brood, 

 Skims the green meadow and the .dimpled flood. 

 Loud flirieks the lone thrum on herleaflefs thorn; 

 Th' alarmed beetle blows his bugle horn 5 

 Each pendant fpider weaves/ with fingers fine, 

 Her ravdl'd clue, and climbs along the line ; 

 Gay Gnomes, in glittering circles, Hand aloof 

 Beneath a fpreading mufti.room's ample roof; 

 Swift bees> returning, feek their waxen cells, 

 And Sylphs hang quivering in the lily's bells 5 

 Through the ftill air defcend the genial (bowers, 

 And pearly rain-drops deck the laughing flowers. 



An Interlude in profe fucceeds to this 

 Canto. It is a fuppofed dialogue between 

 the Poet and his Bookfeller, in which the 

 former gives us his ideas of the conftitution 



of 



