“Vertumuns and Pomona bring their stores, 
Fruitage and flowers of ev’ry blush and scent, 
Each varied season yields.” 
Mason's “ English Garden .” 
“ And taste revived, 
The breath of orchard big with bending fruit 
Obedient to the breeze and beaten ray, 
From the deep loaded bough a mellow sfiower 
Incessant melts away. The juicy pear 
Lies, in soft profusion, scattered round. 
A VARIOUS sweetness swells the gentle race 
By Nature’s all refining hand prepared, 
Of tempered sun and water, earth and air, 
In ever changing composition mixed.” 
Thomson. 
“Proud of his well-spread walls, he views his trees, 
That meet (no barren interval between) 
With pleasure more than even their fruits afford, 
Which, save himself who trains them, none can feel, 
These therefore are his own peculiar charge; 
No meaner hand may discipline the shoots, 
None but his steel approach them.” 
Couper.—The Task. Book III. 
I Edward III. (1326.) 
“ Lord Berkeley sent a dish of pears from 
Berkeley, to Ludlow, to his mother-in-law, Lady 
Mortimer, pro novitate fractus.” 
Fosbroke's Berkeley Family, p. 133. 
