AND THE REV. R. CHURTON. 197 



was at Portsmouth; but we have not seen him. The Dr. does 

 not seem disposed to settle. May I presume to send my 

 humble respects to Dr. Townson, whom 1 have sometimes 

 seen, a long time ago, at Magd. Coll. Sportsmen expect a 

 vast breed of game this season. Pray be so good as to favour 

 me with a letter at your leisure. Mrs. J. White joins in 

 respects. I am 



Your obliged servant, 



GIL. WHITE. 



I am glad that you are pleased with the passage from the 

 life of Peireskius, and that you, as well as myself, have been 

 haunted with passages in music. 



If you will look in Gent. Mag. for June 1783, you will 

 find, under article " Metamorphosis," a copy of verses written 

 by a poor dear Oxford friend long since dead, who was 

 pleased, about 35 years ago, to make himself merry with my 

 attachment to gardening. 



A HARVEST-SCENE*: 



AFTER THE MANNER OF THOMSON. 



Wak'd by the gentle gleamings of the morn, 

 Soon clad, the Reaper, provident of want, 

 Hies, chearful-hearted, to the ripen'd field : 

 Nor hastes alone, attendant by his side 

 His faithful wife, sole partner of his cares, 

 Bears on her breast the sleeping babe ; behind 

 With steps unequal trips the infant train f. 

 Thrice happy pair, in love and labour joined ! 



All day they ply their task ; with mutual chat 

 Beguiling each the sultry, tedious hours : 

 Around them falls in rows the sever'd corn ; 

 Or the shocks rise in regular array. 



* [These lines were inserted in the second and subsequent editions of 

 the work.— T. B.J 



t [ . . . sequitur patreni non passibus aequis, 



Pone subit conjux. /En, ii. 724. | 



