GARDENS IN LITERATURE 
Walk are three Descents by many stone Steps in the 
middle, and at each end, into a very large Parterre. 
This is divided into Quarters by Gravel-walks, and 
adorned by two Fountains and eight Statues; at the 
end of the Terras-walk are two Summer-Houses, and 
the sides of the Parterres are ranged with two large 
Cloisters, open to the Garden, upon Arches of Stone 
. . . paved with Stone, and designed for Walks of 
Shade, there being none other . . . from the middle 
of this Parterre is a Descent of many Steps flying 
on each side of a Grotto that lies between them, into 
the lower Garden, which is all Fruit-Trees ranged 
about the several Quarters of a Wilderness which is 
very shady; the Walks here are all green, the Grotto 
embellished with Figures of Shell-Rockwork, Foun¬ 
tains, and Water-works . . . very wild, shady, and 
adorned. . . . The sweetest Place, I think, that I 
have seen in all my Life . . . the remembrance of 
what it is too pleasant ever to forget. . . .” 
There is more in the same vein; of terraces floored 
with lead and stone, and other odd contrivances, little 
fitting with our conception of a garden, but very allur¬ 
ing and delightful as the old baronet speaks of them. A 
hundred years later we get a totally different impression, 
when Hazlitt bursts forth in praise of certain Tea- 
Gardens in Walworth, the which he knew in childhood: 
“ I see the beds of larkspur with purple eyes,” he 
cries, “tall hollyhocks, red and yellow; the broad sun- 
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