To leave the court for lowly cottages.

Wild beasts forsook their dens on woody hills,

And sleightful otters left the purling rills;

Rooks to their nests in high woods now were flung,

And with their spread wings shield their naked young.

When thieves from thickets to the cross-ways stir,

And terror frights the lonely passenger;

When naught was heard but now and then the howl

Of some vile cur, or whooping of the owl.

William Browne, 1620