Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . 27 MOTTO FOR gSlPTER IIIll Oear ^nrja,— betweer) frier|d ar)d frierjd,*?-*rose answerg every commor) end ;Serves, ir) a plaiq and bjomely way,T express feh occurrence of feb)e day ;<f)ur Vjealfeh, tl^e weather, aqd th)e rjewg,Wbjafe -walks we take, \vl3at books -we choose,^qd all tlge floating thjoughts vie figdIslpor) tl]e surface of the mind,?^ut when a poet takes the pen,Far n]ore alive thjan other ngerj,J^e feelg a gentle tirjglirj
Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . 27 MOTTO FOR gSlPTER IIIll Oear ^nrja,— betweer) frier|d ar)d frierjd,*?-*rose answerg every commor) end ;Serves, ir) a plaiq and bjomely way,T express feh occurrence of feb)e day ;<f)ur Vjealfeh, tl^e weather, aqd th)e rjewg,Wbjafe -walks we take, \vl3at books -we choose,^qd all tlge floating thjoughts vie figdIslpor) tl]e surface of the mind,?^ut when a poet takes the pen,Far n]ore alive thjan other ngerj,J^e feelg a gentle tirjglirjg corrjeOowr) to his finger and his thjungb,Oerived from JSIatures noblest partT^he center of a glow^irjg heart,^ijd this is w-hjat the world, -which] kr)owsJ^Io fligb|ts above the pitch of proge,[^ig n-)ore sublime vagaries sligl^ting,Oerjominates the itclQ for -writing. Cq-wter. 418. CHAPTEE XXXII. I HE attentive reader will remem-ber certain remarks in a preced-ing chapter concerning mybrother Horace, in the course ofwhich the writer took occasionto commend in warm terms thegreat complaisance with whichthat gentleman has been accus-tomed to listen to the reading ofthe rhymes produced from timeto time by me. I think I alsostated in that place that mygood brother was, .at one periodof his life, himself devoted to themuses. I know not whether Imade an explicit promise tosometime furnish the reader ofthis book with a sample of thepoetical effusions of ttis modern Horace; but think I didnot. However, lest some might have misunderstood me,and would hence feel disappointed and aggrieved i£ I shouldnot again recur to the subject, I have determined to exhibita single specimen in order that such may understand whatthese poetical scintillations were like. This specimen fol-lows. I think it was entitled 419 420 BUCOLICS. BUCOLICS. The STin is setting oer the woods there,All
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