FATHER FRANCIS'S PRAYER, 251 WRITTEN IN LORD WESTMORELAND'S HERMITAGE. NE gay attire, ne marble hall, Ne arched roof, ne pictured wall; Ne cook of Fraunce, ne dainty board, AN INSCRIPTION ON THE CELL. BENEATH these moss-grown roots, this rustic cell, AN INSCRIPTION IN THE CELL. SWEET bird, that sing'st on yonder spray, INSCRIPTION ON A SUMMER-HOUSE' BELONGING TO MR. WEST, AT WICKHAM, IN KENT. (AN IMITATION of Ausonius, 'AD VILLAM.') Nor wrapp'd in smoky London's sulphurous clouds, And not far distant, stands my rural cot: Neither obnoxious to intruding crowds, Nor for the good and friendly too remote. And when too much repose brings on the spleen, Or the gay city's idle pleasures cloy; Swift as my changing wish, I change the scene, And now the country, now the town, enjoy. END OF VOL. XXIX. C. Whittingham, College House, Chiswick. |