bther, no variety, no distinction of forui 

 can exist, but the whole is one enormous, 

 unbroken, unvaried mass of black. If s 

 appearance is indeed so uniformly dead 

 and heavy, that instead of those cheering 

 ideas which arise from the fresh luxuriant 

 foliage, and the lighter tints of deciduous 

 trees, it has something of that dreary im- 

 age, that extinction of form and colour* 

 which Milton felt from blindness; when he 

 who had viewed objects with a painter's 

 eye, as he described them with a poet's 

 fire, was 



Presented with an universal blank 

 Of nature's works. 



The inside of these plantations fully 

 answers to the dreary appearance of the 

 outside; Of all dismal scenes it seems to 

 me the most likely for a man to hang him- 

 self in, though he would find some diffi- 

 culty In the execution; for* amidst the 

 endless multitude of stems, there is rarely 

 a single side branch to which a rope could 

 be fastened. The whole vrood is a col- 



