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BEVIS MOUNT. 
You know, Madam, this noble lord married Mrs. robinson, 
a perfon who fung upon the Aage ; but (he made him an ad- 
mirable wife. She too has lately taken her flight into the re- 
gions of immortality. — The great globe itfelf will one day dif- 
folve, heaven only knows how foon. In the mean while, it is 
our glory and felicity to contemplate that almighty power by 
which we exist ; and that bounty by which we are capable of 
enjoying the various delights which the viflble world affords. 
Bevis mount is a mile from Southampton : it is but a fmall 
houfe, and did not excite our curioflty to viflt the iniide ; but 
the garden is extremely agreeable. On an eminence, by the 
river fide, is a fummer, or banqueting houfe, of an agreeable 
ftru&ure, and well furnifhed. This fpot commands a beautiful 
view of the town ; and on the eafl: flde it looks down upon the 
mouth of the river itchin, which is bordered by high banks 
covered with wood. At the flowing tide it exhibits a charm- 
ing piece of water : but it is remarkable, that the old lord 
would never fuffer any body to be admitted into the gardens at 
low- water. 
There are many choice bufts of marble of various colours, 
and feveral antient roman altars of the fame material. Do you 
remember the limpid ftream which fell into a marble bafon, 
where you allayed your thirfl: ; or rather where you drank, be- 
caufe the water looked fo pure ? It is eafy to difcover how much 
the garden might be improved, by taking in fome of the adja- 
cent ground, which they told u? the late lord intended. The 
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