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Among many other arts and excellences which you enjoy, I am glad to find this favorite of mine the most predominant. I know nobody that possesses more private happiness than you do in your garden; and yet no man who makes his happiness more public, by a free communication of the art and knowledge of it to others. All that I myself am able yet to do, is only to recommend to mankind the search of that felicity, which you instruct them how to find out and to enjoy
ney and и Ose on eart enly a notis J the inhala
Happy art thou, whom God does bless
And happier yet, because thou'rt blest
With prudence how to choose the best.
(Things which thou well dost understand,
Thy noble innocent delight:
Both pleasures more refin'd and sweet,
And in her mind the wisest books.
For empty shows, and senseless noise ;
And all which rank ambition breeds,
When Epicurus to the world had taught
That pleasure was the chiefest good,
Ilis life he to his doctrine brought,
Whoever a true epicure would be,
Than nature's liberality
Yet still the fruits of earth we see
Where does the wisdom and the power divine
Than when we with attention look
and intend our eye,
Upon the flowers of heaven we gaze;
Though these perhaps do, more than they,
The life of mankind sway.
More stor'd with beauty, power and mystery,
and such dominion leaves for art.
We nowhere art do so triumphant see,
As when it grafts or buds the tree :
What law he's pleas'd to give ?
Even she, that chaste and virgin tree,
Now wonders at herself to see
Methinks I see great Dioclesian walk
Tentice him to a throne again.
carry me away. And trust me not, my friends, if every day
I walk not here with more delight Than ever, after the most happy fight, In triumph to the capitol I rode, To thank the gods, and to be thought, myself, almost a god.
A noble finish that, to a sometimes prosaical, often poetical, and always engaging and thoughtful effusion.
The garden possessed by Cowley's friend Evelyn was at his seat of Sayes Court, Deptford. It contained, among other beauties, an enormous hedge of holly, which made a glorious show in winter time with its shining red berries. The Czar Peter, who came to England in Evelyn's time, and occupied his house, took delight (by way of procuring himself a strong Russian sensation), in being drawn through this hedge “in a wheel-barrow!” He left it in sad condition accordingly, to the disgust and lamentation of the owner. The garden cuts rather a formal and solemn figure, to modern eyes, in the engravings that remain of it. But such engravings can suggest little of color and movement of flowers and the breathing trees; and our ancestors had more reason to admire those old orderly creations of theirs than modern improvement allows. We are too apt to suppose that one thing cannot be good, because another is better; or that an improvement cannot too often reject what it might include or ameliorate. There was no want of enthusiasm in the admirers of the old style, whether they were right or wrong. Hear what an arbiter of taste in the next age said of it, the famous Sir William Temple. He was an honest
statesman and mild Epicurean philosopher, in the real sense of that designation; that is to say, temperate and reflecting, and fonder of a garden and the friends about him than of anything else. He was a great cultivator of fruit. He had the rare pleasure of obtaining the retirement he loved; first at Sheen, near Richmond, in Surrey, which is the place alluded to in the following “ Thoughts on Retirement;" and, secondly, at Moor Park, near Farnham, in the same county-a residence probably named after the Moor Park which he eulogizes in the subsequent description of a garden. In the garden of his house at Farnham he directed that his heart should be buried; and it was. The sun-dial, under which he desired it might be deposited, is still remaining.
SIR WILLIAM TEMPLE'S THOUGHTS ON
FROM ONE OF HIS LETTERS.
S the country life, and this part of it more particularly
(gardening), were the inclination of my youth itself, so they are the pleasure of my age; and I can truly say, that, among many great employments that have fallen to my share, I have never asked or sought for any one of them, but often endeavored to escape from them into the ease and freedom of a private scene, where a man may go his own way and his own pace, in the common paths or circles of life.
"Inter cuncta leges et per cunctabere doctos
But above all the learned read, and ask