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Calls in the Country, catches op’ning glades,
Still follow sense, of ev'ry Art the Soul,
First the Genius of the place tells the waters, or only lim. ply gives directions: Then he belps th' ambitious bill, or is a fellow-labourer : Then again he scoops the circling I beatre, or works alone, or in chief. Afterwards, rising fast in our idea of dignity, he calls in the country, alluding to the orders of princes in their progress, when accustomed to display all their state and magnificence : His character then grows facred, he joins willing woods, a metaphor taken from one of the offices of the priesthood ; 'till at length, he becomes a Divinity, and creates and presides over the whole :
Now breaks, or now directs th’intending lines,
Much in the same manner as the plastic Nature is supposed to do, in the work of human generation.
Ver. 70. The feat and gardens of the Lord Viscount Cobham in Buckinghamshire,
Or cut wide views thro' Mountains to the Plain, 75,
Behold Villario's ten-years toil complete ;
Thro' his young Woods how pleas’d Sabinus stray'd, Or fat delighted in the thick’ning shade,
90 With annual joy the red'ning shoots to greet, Or see the stretching branches long to meet ! His Son's fine Taste an op'ner Vista loves, Foe to the Dryads of his Father's groves;
VER: 75, 76. Or cut wide views thro' Mountains to the Plain, You'll wish your bill or shelter'd seat again.) This was done in Hertfordshire by a wealthy citizen, at the expence of above 5000 l. by which means (merely to overlook a dead plain) he let in the north-wind upon his house and parterre, which were before adorned and defended by beautiful woods.
Ver. 78. --- set Dr. Clarke.] Dr. S. Clarke's busto placed by the Queen in the Hermitage, while the Dr. duely fre. Quented the Court. P. But he should have added ... with the innocence and disinterestedness of a Hermit.
One boundless Green, or flourish'd Carpet views, 95
At Timon's Villa let us pass a day,
105 His pond an Ocean, his parterre a Down : Who but muft laugh, the Mafter when he sees, A puny infect, shiv'ring at a breeze !
Ver. 95. The two extremes in parterres, which are equally faulty ; a boundless Green, large and naked as a field, or a flourish'd carpet, where the greatness and nobleness of the piece is lefsened by being divided into too many parts, with scrollid works and beds, of which the examples are frequent.
Ver. 96. mournful family of Yews ; ] Touches upon the ill taste of those who are so fond of Ever-greens (particularly Yews, which are the most tonsile) as to destroy the nobler Forest-trees, to make way for such little orna. ments as Pyramids of dark-green continually repeated, not unlike a Funeral procession.
VER. 99. At Timon's Villa] This description is intended to comprize the principles of a false Taste of Magnificence, and to exemplify what was said before, that nothing but Good Sense can attain it.
a!! Brebdigaag] A region of giants, in the satires of Gulliver,
Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around !
Ver. 117, 118. Grove nods at Grove, each Alley bas a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.] This is exactly the two puddings of the citizen in the foregoing fable, only served up a little more magnificently : But both on the same absurd principle of wrong taste, viz. that one can never have too much of a good thing.
Ibid. Grove nods at grove, etc.] The exquisite humour of this expression arises solely from its fignificancy. These groves that have no meaning, but very near relationship, can express themselves only like twin-ideots by nods ;
nutant ad mutua Palma
as 'the Poet fays, which just ferves to let us understand, that they know one ano:her, as having been nursed, and brought up by one common parent.
Here Amphitrite fails thro' myrtle bow'rs;
125 And swallows rooft in Nilus dusty Urn.
My Lord advances with majestic mien, Smit with the mighty pleasure, to be seen: But foft — by regular approach - not yet First thro’ the length of yon hot Terrace sweat : 13@ And when up teníteep slopesyou've drag'd your thighs, Just at his Study-door he'll bless your eyes.
His Study! with what Authors is it ftord ? In Books, not Authors, curious is
Lord; To all their dated backs he turns you round ; 135 These Aldus printed, those Du Sueïl bound. Lo some are Vellom, and the rest as good For all his Lordship knows, but they are Wood.
Ver. 124. The two Statues of the Gladiator pugnans and Gladiator moriens.
Ver. 130. The Approaches and Communication of house with garden, or of one part with another, ill judged, and inconvenient.
VER. 133. His Study, etc.] The false Taste in Books ; a. satire on the vanity in collecting them, more frequent in men of Fortune than the study to understand them. Many delight chiefly in the elegance of the print, or of the bind. ing; some have carried it so far, as to cause the upper Thelves to be filled with painted books of wood ; others pique themselves so much upon books in a language they do not understand, as to exclude the most useful in one they do