...the enchanting scenes extended before him ; he may exclaim, witft Thorn son, — I care not, fortime, what you me deny: You cannot rob me of free nature's...shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her bnght'ning face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living...

...and ever glorious creations of Nature, is an arrogance as contemptible as it is fantastic. " I cяre not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me...free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of tlie sky Through which Aurora shows her brightening face. You cannot bar my constant feet to trace...

...cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky Through which Aurora shews her brightening face. You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream at eve." Thomson. To me Kensington Gardens are delicious. They have not, indeed, all the grandeur and...

...repose, as he passed on to visit his brethren in the Convent of Carnaldoli. CHAPTER V. I care Dot, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; V'ou cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot...

...maintaining a possession of which he cannot be deprived. How truly may he exclaim with the poet — I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot...feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, ; Of Fancy, Reason, Virtue, nought can me bereave.*...

...maintaining a possession of which he cannot be deprived. How truly may he exclaim with the poet — I care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot...feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace ; Of Fancy, Reason, Virtue, nought can me bereave.*...

...the soft features of nature. She repeated to herself the beautiful lines of the sylvan bard : - * t I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot...face : You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woodi and lawns by living stream at eve : #*#*#* But when she seated herself on her favourite log,...

...maintaining a possession of which he cannot be deprived. How truly may he exclaim with the poet, 1 care not, Fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob...shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living...

...greatness, and to look around us, oculo irretorto, with resolute complacency, and with dignified composure. I care not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of fair Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening...

...the most melancholy evenings they had yet passed together, they separated for the night. CHAP. VI. I care not, Fortune ! what you me deny ; You cannot...shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shews her bright'ning face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living...