Rush'd, that naught stayed its course.
Through that celestial forest, whose thick shade
With lively greenness the new-springing day
Attempered, eager now to roam and search
Its limits round, forthwith I left the bank;
Along the champaign leisurely my way
Pursuing, o'er the ground that on all sides
Delicious odour breathed. A pleasant air,
That intermitted never, never veered,
Smote on my temples gently, as a wind