rigs venerable cottages, its public green sered by trees, under ique family mansion, standing apart in some little rural domain, but looking doecting air on tures of Englistled security, a ary transmission of ues and local attacs, t speak deeply and toucer of tion.

    It is a pleasing sigs sober melody across t ?elds, to bery in t ?nery,  cranquilly along to c it is still more pleasing to see t ttage doors, and appearing to exult in ts and embelliss whem.

    It is t tled repose of affection in tic scene, t is, after all, t of teadiest virtues and purest enjoyments; and I cannot close tory remarks better, ting t,  y:

    <span style="color:grey">tion, from tled hall,

    <span style="color:grey">ty dome, th shade,

    <span style="color:grey">But c mansions numberless,

    <span style="color:grey">In town or , sring middle life,

    <span style="color:grey">Doo ttaged vale, and straw-roofd shed;

    <span style="color:grey">tern isle has long been famed for scenes

    <span style="color:grey">ic ?nds a dwelling-place;

    <span style="color:grey">Domestic bliss, t, like a harmless dove,

    <span style="color:grey">( endearment keeping guard,)

    <span style="color:grey">All t desire h;

    <span style="color:grey">But its own sharers, and approving heaven;