He nothing common did or mean
Upon that memorable scene,
But with his keener eye
The axe's edge did try."

This delicious Solitude.

Who can foretell for what high cause
This darling of the Gods was born?

"I have a garden of my own,
But so with roses overgrown,
And lilies, that you would it guess
To be a little wilderness."

"How vainly men themselves amaze
To win the palm, the oak, or bays."