They look’d on the spot in wrath, spleen, and despair,
Rank, Beauty, Taste, Fashion, and Fancy were there,
And the multitudes round such attractions preferr’d
To a gambolling beast or a chattering bird.
Now Envy first enter’d the fair feather’d race,
And invective and dissonance rung round the place;
Their pleasure, their pride, and contentment were o’er,
And Discord presided where Peace was before.
In the midst of the hubbub and riot around,
The Trees were absorb’d in a silence profound,