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our road threading the clumps, and fingle trees, 

 which flood forward, carried us among them. 

 The richnefs, and clofenefs of the forefl- 

 fcenery on one fide, contrafled with the 

 plainnefs, and fimplicity of the heath on the 

 other, fkirted with diflant wood, and feen 

 through the openings of the clumps, were 

 pleafing. 



From this heath we were received by lanes 

 — but fuch lanes, as a foreft only can produce ; 

 in which oak, and afh, full-grown, and plan- 

 ted irregularly by the hand of nature, flood 

 out in various groups, and added a new fore- 

 ground, every flep we took, to a variety of 

 little openings into woods, copfes, and pleafing 

 recefTes. 



While we were admiring thefe clofe land- 

 fcapes, the woods, on the right fuddenly 

 giving way, wc were prefented with a view of 

 the river — Buckler's-hard beyond it — the men 

 of war building in the dock there — and the 

 woody grounds which rife in the offlTcip. 

 This exhibition was rather formally introduced 

 like a vifla. The woods feemed to have been 

 opened on purpofe : but formality is a fault, 

 which we feldom find in nature ; and which 

 in the fcene before us, Ihe will probably cor- 



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