He lifted, and with ardent passion kiss'd; Who e'er have loved, will from their hearts supply, Which they shall never taste; well known to those, Alcander felt The charm, yet not till many a lingering moon Who bids him pause. Does he at distance view weep, By puritanic zeal. Long had their boughs My dust with hers shall mingle.' Now his hinds, Their much loved lord his silvan arts resume. 9 He bids them raise: it seem'd a Hermit's cell;] If this building is found to be in its right position, structures of the same kind will be thought improperly placed when situated, as they frequently are, on an eminence commanding an extensive prospect. I have either seen or heard of one of this kind, where the builder seemed to be so much convinced of its incongruity that he endeavoured to atone for it by the following ingenious motto: Despicere unde queas alios, passimque videre Yet void of hourglass, skull, and maple dish, Unlocks the simple shrine, and heaves a sigh: Then does he turn, and through the glimmering glade Cast a long glance upon her house of death; Or, if Of ye doubt, go view the numerous train poor and fatherless his care consoles; The sight will tell thee, he that dries their tears Has unseen angels hovering o'er his head, Who leave their heaven to see him shed his own. Here close we, sweet Simplicity! the tale, And with it let us yield to youthful bards That Dorian reed we but awaked to voice When Fancy prompted, and when Leisure smiled; Hopeless of general praise, and well repaid, If they of classic ear, unpall'd by rhyme, [free, Whom changeful pause can please, and numbers Accept our song with candour. They perchance, Led by the Muse to solitude and shade, May turn that art we sing to soothing use, But it may be said, that real hermitages are frequently found on high mountains: yet there the difficulty of access gives that idea of retirement, not easily to be conveyed by imitations of them in a garden-scene, without much accompanying shade, and that lowness of situation, which occasions a seclusion from all gay objects. At this ill omen'd hour, when Rapine rides GENERAL POSTSCRIPT. FEW poems, in the course of their composition, have been laid aside and resumed more casually, or, in consequence, published more leisurely, than the foregoing; on which account, while it does not pretend to the Horatian merit of a nine years scrutiny under the correcting hand of its author, it will not thence, he may perhaps hope, be found to have that demerit which arises from ill connected parts and an indigested plan. For, as a scheme was formed for the whole four books before even the first was written; and as that scheme has since been pursued with very little if any deviation, it is presumed that the three latter books will be found strictly consonant with the general principles advanced in the former; which, as it contained the principles and ended episodically with a kind of historic deduction of the rise and progress of the art, might have been considered in the light of an entire work, had the succeeding books been never written. However, as the whole design is at length completed, it may not be amiss to give in this place a short analysis of the several books, in their order, to show their connexion one with another, and to obviate a few objections which have been made to certain parts of each, by some, persons, whose opinions I highly respect; objections which, I flatter myself, might arise from their having examined those parts separately, as the separate publication of the books necessarily led them to do; and which, perhaps, had they seen the whole together, they would not have found of so much importance. I. The first book, as I have said, contains the general principles of the art, which are shown to be no other than those which constitute beauty in the sister art of landscape painting; beauty which results from a well chosen variety of curves, in contradistinction to that of architecture, which arises from a judicious symmetry of right lines, and which is there shown to have afforded the principle on which that formal disposition of garden ground, which our ancestors borrowed from the French and Dutch, proceeded: a principle never adopted by nature herself, and |