CHAP. 1.] 7 HE FIRST DA Y, 57 



"It little yields 

 Of interesting act, to swell the page 

 Of history or song ; yet much the soul 

 Its sweet simplicity delights, and oft 

 From noise of busy towns, to fields and groves, 

 The Muse's sons have fled to find repose. 

 Fam'd Walton, erst, the ingenious fisher swain, 

 Oft our fair haunts explor'd ; upon Lea's shore 

 Beneath some green tree oft his angle laid, 

 His sport suspending to admire their charms." — P. 80. 



