BEING AN ACCOUNT OF
INDIGENOUS AND INTRODUCED.
ADAM SCOTT, CHARTERHOUSE SQUARE.
The forest teems
With forms of majesty and beauty; some,
As the light poplar, wave with every sigh
Of zephyr, and some scarcely bend their heads
For very mightiness, when wintry storms
Are maddening the sea!
Edlington! how we love to saunter up and down the broad
and verdant pathway that traverses thy wild domain.
There, amid the deep imbosomed thickets, we feel that we
are in "the haunts of meditation"—we feel that these
The scenes where ancient
bards th' inspiring breath
that the kind muses that them inspired would cast their
united mantles over us, and aid us to sing the beauties
of the woodland. But no friendly spirit deigns to tune
our lyre; we are condemned to dull prose, and are
permitted only here and there to call in some bard of
old to aid our feeble efforts. Woodland! yea, the very
name seems to revive recollections of delightful
solitude—of calm and holy feelings, when the world has
been, for the...........