Gliding through haunted scenes, enraptured and afraid. }
A loftier shelf with real books was graced,
Bound, or part bound, and ranged in comely taste:
Books of high mark, the mind’s more solid food,
Which some might think the owner understood;
But Fluxions, Sections, Algebraic lore,
Our Peter left for others to explore, 110
And, quickly turning to a favourite kind,
Found what rejoiced him at his heart to find.
Sir Walter wrote not then, or He by whom